| Goodbye |
| It�s all my fault, Anything I do. It�s fun to blame me, �Cos I never contradict you. It�s easy to blame me, Just �cos I never go �BOO!� So, everyone, please go ahead, I won�t argue. It�s never your problem, Always someone else to blame. No matter what we do, You always take the fame. If you keep this up in life, I�m sure we will be replaced. Just by some other suckers, Just like we did, they will go to waste. And now you have no time for us, Who were there through thick and thin. When you were ill, upset and hungry on the bus, Who were there to watch you win. I would just like to say: It was nice knowing you, But I�m moving on in the world. So enjoy yourself from now on, Find someone else to blame, �GO ON!� And don�t try and stop me, you con. Goodbye forever, �cos �poof,� I�m GONE! |
| Life |
| What�s the meaning of life? Is it to name your dog Fife? Or just to cut yourself with a knife? There are things everyone does in life, Everyone sleeps, everyone dies, and everyone loves. The list is endless, We all must confess, At some point in our lives, So why bother to fight with ourselves? It�s a waste of time and effort, So, put our hands up, lay down and admit you cannot be bought! So, what is the meaning of life? Is it the number 42? Or don�t those clever scientists have a clue? Is it to say, �BOO?� All I know is the meaning will make itself clear, Whether it�s our children, girlfriends or jus� our dinner suit gear. One thing is certain, We all live and love, So save us the pain, And tell someone special how you feel! Tell them how they are the meaning of your life, And you never know, maybe you will be theirs! |
| Independence |
| Does it really matter what I think? Why do you like the colour pink? You do what you want anyway, No matter what I say. Why ask a question you already know the answer to? Just to confirm what to do? You would do what you wanted to, Even if I said something different to you. Why don�t you bring what you need, Instead of some fashion deed. I always pack for two, Even the thing that goes �Moo!� So, why do you ask silly questions? When there could be serious repercussions. You live your life your way, And feed yourself everyday. You pay for your own phone, And even the odd ice-cream cone. You go out when you�re quite keen, And soon, you�ll be sixteen. You have so much independence, I have no dependence. I just wish I was as lucky, And as trusted with a key. |
| There�s a time in your life, When you stop spelling it nife, And start spelling it knife. But only a few of you get there, It�s usually when you start to care, About the gigantically huge tear. And then you stop making sense, And earn a little over five pence, Because you�ve proved your not completely dense. There�s a life in your time, When you decide you�re at your prime, And you decide to commit another crime. We all manage to make it, It�s all because we run out of kit, And nick someone else�s, bit-by-bit. It all adds up, Just like the cute pup, That you found in a large cup. |
| Lifetime |
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