we make appointments now

I’ll come over to yours

on the 8th at 9?

too late?

ok when’s good?

gone are the days

pitching up unannounced

half cut half dead

from the latest Judy

who’d thrown us out

or left to go live with a teacher

who knew what real living was

we call in front

was thinking of dropping in

hey you wanna go for a ride?

get a beer

I got those parts for you

our homes our castles

not to be invaded by whim

but if we did

there’d be open arms

come on in

that hasn’t changed

only our heads

as usual

putting barriers in

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