Jolly Roger

Half past three
Nowhere I’d rather be
I’m tired and I’m a prisoner
To all my memories

Foam in glass
View of the TV
I hope they show the cricket highlights
Before the rugby

Tea and rusks
Elon Musk
Grammarly
The Queen’s Gambit
Greenwashing
Tik Tok
Fire emoji
Crème brulée

(Mmm!
That's better!
Sweet music)

You only get one life
Something that’s brought to mind
By petals falling from the jacaranda

Order a plate of chips
Then I kiss my baby’s lips
We’ll watch the thunderstorm from the veranda

A city built on gold
Ah it never gets old
If you can make it here
Then at least you’ve made it somewhere
Make a lot of money
Gotta drive everywhere
Every street’s an avenue
Pollution in the air
Par for the course
But the way’s not fair

You got to build yourself up
You got to build yourself up
You got to build yourself up
Oh you got to build yourself

A corporate gig in March
Stayed at the Melrose Arch
I met my baby at the Jolly Roger

Try as I might
Can’t get it right
Without you

I’m looking for a long lost tennis ball
I’m climbing over borehole water stained walls
I’m waiting in my car at a barrier boom
I’m talking to the elephant in the room