22 November 2012
I'm dreading another shite Christmas Just like the ones I've come to know Where the shop doors glisten And no one listens To the homeless in the snow
I'm dreading another shite Christmas With no family or hope in sight May your conscience wipe me from sight And may all your kin never know our plight
I'm dreading another shite Christmas With no bed in which to shelter in the night May your days be merry and bright And maybe next year life won't shit on me from a great height
Shop Door Xmas • Opuss № I