4 March 2013
Nothing to do, bored out my mind
On mornings noon and every night
The town is barren, no soul to be seen
This really is a one man scene
I can not stand this awful place
Nauseating smells you can almost taste
Gonna leave at my first chance
Hop a train or plane to France
A life I'll make in gay Paris
Make my way from misery
I Hate Notts • Opuss № I