this is england

this morning i cooked bacon and eggs

This is england

I fried the bacon to a cinder
and served up the eggs on toast
rolled a cigarette

this is england

Roses grow in the back garden
the coffees are drowned in milk
shops don't sell my favourite tobacco

This is england

what the fuck am I doing here
i slept in a basement two nights ago
today , i stretch, broke, in fur blankets,
and cook full breakfast, head split,
in a three storage edwardian house

It's the 10th, of june, its fucking cold.
i've got a bag, 4 boxes full of books
a job, down the grove,few pairs of boots,
one parent, somewhere, 2 boxes of clothes
a perforated heart, a beer stained passport

walnuts, pens, lighters, matches,
a rusted bracelet from Camden

this is england

Roses grow in the back garden
the coffees are drowned in milk
shops don't sell my favourite tobacco