My old man's a wanker,
He wears a wanker's hat,
He wears Stringfellow trousers,
And he lives in a penthouse flat.
He shags birds decades younger,
He snorts cocaine for fun.
It's only for the money
That I play the loving son.
About pretension
1 week ago
4 comments:
If his name was Bates you could be referred to as young master Bates.
And when he dies, leaving me his fortune, it will be a stroke of good fortune.
Fathers can be so embarrassing!
Mine certainly was.
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