Mornin', Mr B. What's happened to our game today then? City bottled it, I suppose? Cried off, didn't fancy getting a slap. Typical. Well, we march on #title
Oh, I see we're actually playing tomorrow
You sound drunker than me
and im topping up from last night on Bailelys
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'