I love to watch the Night-timers From behind tinted windows, Invisible to the lingering wrong ‘uns that seem to stare right at me. Been busy? When did you start? What time do you think that you’ll call it a night? Do you think there’s time to drive to the seaside and watch the sunrise over the ocean and feel some emotion? I’ve got a promotion, but we don’t have to use it, friend, if you choose to keep cruising to Southend. Let’s get breakfast, eggs to go in the Lexus, and petrol from Texaco. We’re parked on a beach, it’s a lovely treat, I think we’re facing east, at least. No sign of the sun yet, but I’m having fun. The dark’s getting slightly lighter, As bright as back to black, and highly grey skies, as night turns more dayer. Clunking perfect wipers swipe the rain and sea spray. You can take any bridge you want, as long as you get me south of the river.

Please pay attention to hardworking drummers, Keeping the time and keeping the numbers, Keeping the time, the hardworking drummers Keeping the tension, the hardworking drummers. Clear a path, the Russians are coming, not quite as innocent as it first seemed. Please stand back, the Russians are coming here, quickly. Somebody told me the Russians are coming, I overheard that the Russians are coming, Word on the street is the Russians are coming, Word on the grapevine’s the Russians are coming! Someone spied them on the horizon, peeking from behind net curtains, ironed. Maybe they’re tiny, but for some reason they’re getting bigger. Oh fuck did you hear that? I wouldn’t go near it, I wouldn’t touch it with yours. Guess it’s depression, maybe I’m lazy, stay in bed all day, don’t want to talk to people I don’t consider equal, that leaves just no one. In reply to your bumbling accusation that shocked the nation, not worth the ink or so called paper you print on. Dear Harold Pinter, this is the winter, you better close the window if you want to keep the cold out. I think it’s best if you kept the cold out. That’s enough now narcissistic narrator, if there’s the time we’ll get back to you later. Listen, instead, to hardworking drumming, telling you how about the Russians are coming! Hungry an’ rumbling, tumbling drummers, Bastardised, Francophile, Cherry Pie drummers, Everywhere, infinite, bottomless drummers. Underpaid, 5-a-day, gamma ray drummers, Trip-o-lit, syllable, adjective drummers, Communist, mixer-wrist, humbling drummers, Mumbling, bumbling, stumbling drummers, Accurate, practically classical drummers. Militant, canni-bal-igerent drummers, Rideable, crashable, flam-able drummers. Average 9-5 overtime drummers, Carbonate, crystallised, oxidised drummers, Criminal, artisan, exquisite drummers, Perfectly pendulous metronome drummers Elegant, arrogant, flamboyant drummers Eloquent, renegade, motionless drummers, Devious and diabolical drummers, Working class, terrified, bleary-eyed drummers. Listen to lyrical, miracle drummers, Starved of attention, these idiot savants. Please pay respect to the working class drummers, Hard-working, smiling, broken back drummers, 99, fight or flight, nighty-night drummers. Give the respect that’s deserved by the drummers, Competent, talented, wonderful drummers, Aubergine, tomato, cucumber drummers, Herbivore, carnivore, gimme-more drummers. Herbivore, carnivore, gimme-more drummers. Herbivore, carnivore, gimme-more drummers. Herbivore, carnivore, gimme-more drummers. Herbivore, carnivore, gimme-more drummers. Herbivore, carnivore, gimme-more drummers.

I’m indistinct I’m in the sink I’m pen and ink All Rheumatoid, we’re null and void, This asterisk. We’re Monacled and horrible oracles. We’re Pivotal and digital, can’t kick a ball. Gingerbread man, finger-fed and in your head-stand.

I don’t have to talk to you unless you really need me to. No pleasantries and conversation expected for the trip’s duration. I don’t have to talk to you unless you really need me to. The closer we get to the destination, the further away I wish we could be. It takes one eye to know one eye, it takes 2 roots to tangle, my triangle is a slice of pi. Three points won for one. They take all your currency away. I don’t travel well. When you’re abroad they take your money away, not to just buy stuffs. I don’t travel well. We can’t afford to go somewhere sunny, stay at home, turn on the big light, up for an hour, while it’s still daylight, what will the neighbours say? Oh such decadence! I can hear. I can see planes. I don’t trust airplanes. I don’t travel well. When you’re abroad you can’t blame the weather.