Deveny Town

(after John Cooper Clarke)

The fucking press are fucking keen

to fucking keep it fucking clean

that fucking Bolt’s a fucking swine

who fucking draws a fucking line

at fucking fun and fucking games

the fucking kids he fucking blames

are nowhere to be fucking found

anywhere in Deveny town

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fucking ANZAC day is fucking sad

the fucking public’s fucking had

the fuckers claim their fucking turf

for fucking what it’s fucking worth

the fucking TV’s fucking daft

It doesn’t make me fucking laugh

it fucking hurts to look around

everywhere in Deveny town

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the fucking train is fucking late

you fucking wait you fucking wait

you’re fucking lost and fucking found

stuck in fucking Deveny town

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the fucking views are fucking vile

for fucking miles and fucking miles

the fucking wowsers fucking whine

the fucking good stuff fucking dies

the food for thought is fucking muck

the fucking drains are fucking fucked

the colour scheme? suckhole fucking brown

everywhere in Deveny town

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the fucking publications are fucking dull

they’re fucking clubs, fucking full

of fucking girls and fucking guys

with fucking lifestyle in their eyes

the fucking words are fucking spiked

no matter what the fucking readers like

you fucking stay at fucking home

the fucking neighbors fucking moan

keep the fucking racket down

this is fucking Deveny town

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the fucking train is fucking late

you fucking wait you fucking wait

you’re fucking lost and fucking found

stuck in fucking Deveny town

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the fucking pies are fucking old

the fucking chips are fucking cold

the fucking beer is fucking flat

the fucking flats have fucking rats

the fucking clocks are fucking wrong

the fucking days are fucking long

it fucking gets you fucking down

evidently Deveny town