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Steve Thomas

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RUST NOW SLEEPS

NOW WE ARE EIGHTEEN IT’S A RACE TO THE TOP
WAS THAT A RED LIGHT DO I HAVE TO STOP?
HE’S HARDCASEWATCHTHISSPACEVODKACHASEBOYRACE
NOW WE ARE EIGHTEEN HE’S AN ACE

AND HIS MATES THEY’RE ALSO AT ONE WITH THE WHEEL
THE CAR COMPLETES HIM FEEDS HIM DRIVES HIM TO SCHOOL
AND THE GIRLS ADORE THE PAINT JOB IT’S PEPPERMINT GREEN
IT’S AN ESCORT BY FORD IT’S HIS DREAM COS
HE’S HARDCASEWATCHTHISSPACEVODKACHASEBOYRACE
NOW WE ARE EIGHTEEN HE’S AN ACE

FIRST GEAR BUYS A BEER SECOND BUYS A KRISTOV
THIRD BUYS A VODKA FOURTH TAKES THE TAX OFF
THE PRESSURE OFF THE CLOTHES OFF OFF OFF OFF
A SLIGHT COUGH BEHIND THE BACK OF MUM AND DAD
WHOSE LACK OF INSIGHT LOST THE PLOT
AT EIGHTEEN A GRAVE MISTAKE TOO FAST COPPED THE LOT
A POWER POLE STOPPED THE ROT AND RUST NEVER SLEEPS

WELL RUST NOW SLEEPS THE LONG NIGHT THROUGH
HIS BROTHERS AND SISTERS MISS HIM NOW
AT SCHOOL THEY HELD A CEREMONY
HIS FAVOURITE SONG HAD HARMONY
BUT HE WAS A BOY ON A JOURNEY 
SURE IT WAS SHORT. DIDN’T GO FAR 
BUT WHILE HE WAS HERE LOVED HIS CAR

WHEN HE WAS EIGHTEEN IT WAS A RACE TO THE TOP
WAS THAT A GREEN LIGHT DID HE HAVE TO STOP?
HE WAS HARDCASEWATCHTHISSPACEVODKACHASEBOYRACE
NOW WE ARE EIGHTEEN HE’S AN ACE……….IN THE HOLE





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