Liam the Younger - On the Veranda

And all the boys laid out
On the veranda
Proper grim scene, yeah?
Tanning and sussing it out
Laying on the veranda

Watching my every move
Quick draw shoot at the shoes
Dice game I deliberately lose
Partner up however you choose

And the boys drew knives
On the veranda
Mind your fuckin' manners
That's my mate you're talking to
Now what are you gonna do?

What an awful mess
It doesn't get better than this
Violence grows into bliss
Now more bliss bliss bliss

With the boys laid out
On the veranda
With their ruddy bloody laughter
What a sorry lot
A flower's expected to bloom
On the veranda

Written by:
Liam Betson

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