I got a brazzer, we rode on the waltzers
I bought a quarter, I squandered my nineteen pound
I rode a dragon, I flew through the water
I entered the darkness and found myself underground
Every day, I get a sausage egg and chip
And then I ride the ghost train
On replay, thought I was going on my holidays
But then they made me stay
I came to seek asylum, fun and coca cola slidin’
Now I’m 25 to life’n status pending
All I want to be is useful to make a fucking contribution
Not to sit in luxury prison
I was a scholar or maybe a doctor
Now I sniff poppers and watch the young hoppers
I drank a flagon of whiskey and water
Then lay with the others like lambs to the slaughter
I came to seek asylum, fuck a racist taxi driver
Brother can you spare a fiver? This aint living
All I want to be is useful to make a fucking contribution
Now heroin and prostitution keep my ticking
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