GERRIT GOOIN, THE SLOW DEATH OF A WIGAN WHEELCHAIR
My chair died in the streets yesterday
While the skies were beltin blue no sign of grey
And like the undercoat of paint , all vulnerabilities became soon exposed
I wanted to keep my eyes closed
Cos
My chair died in the streets yesterday
A stuttering reminder that I can't ever get carried away
Barely chugging along it might need to find a pay and display
And
An old broke bloke from the pub shouted alreet lad
Thass wants some Viagra on that fucking thing
That good old humour that can also sting
My chair died in the streets yesterday
To my angry useless dismay
One part of me ended whilst the other one felt okay
RIP Model name Quickie sunrise serial No 1487 RGXM
Good old Wigan humour, my chair broke yesterday and keeps cutting out and slowing down they told me they can only come out on Wedneday but I needed to do my bits GYM, POETRY ASDA and so I went out trickiling painfully slowly down the street. On my way back from town 2 hours later some chap coming from the pub shouts ALREET LAD THAS WANTS SOME VIAGRA ON THAT Fxxking THING THAT'LL GERRIT GOOING unluckily I had none on me at the time.
I wish i'd known. This apparently cure for all worldly problems, GERRIT GOOING yeah Speak for yourself mate.
My chair died in the streets yesterday
While the skies were beltin blue no sign of grey
And like the undercoat of paint , all vulnerabilities became soon exposed
I wanted to keep my eyes closed
Cos
My chair died in the streets yesterday
A stuttering reminder that I can't ever get carried away
Barely chugging along it might need to find a pay and display
And
An old broke bloke from the pub shouted alreet lad
Thass wants some Viagra on that fucking thing
That good old humour that can also sting
My chair died in the streets yesterday
To my angry useless dismay
One part of me ended whilst the other one felt okay
RIP Model name Quickie sunrise serial No 1487 RGXM
Good old Wigan humour, my chair broke yesterday and keeps cutting out and slowing down they told me they can only come out on Wedneday but I needed to do my bits GYM, POETRY ASDA and so I went out trickiling painfully slowly down the street. On my way back from town 2 hours later some chap coming from the pub shouts ALREET LAD THAS WANTS SOME VIAGRA ON THAT Fxxking THING THAT'LL GERRIT GOOING unluckily I had none on me at the time.
I wish i'd known. This apparently cure for all worldly problems, GERRIT GOOING yeah Speak for yourself mate.