Cardinal

Keep running like a granny’s heating

Vanity heater kept clean squeaky backseating

Never stop if you value freedom

He just had to go and get even

Even though his name wasn’t Stephen

He never needed a reason

This treasonous cunt gave him three

But ‘tis the season

Wrong to kick someone’s teeth in in front of their kin and Christmas tree

Of course he was young then

Only twenty three, Yule would not halt proceedings

He did the deed per the pact, out the back

Up the wall like a headwrecker’s victim

Within ten it’s the badges

Lot’s wife how he looked back

And salty as now that he’s tagged

Looking back, lad, you never do that

That’s a cardinal rule, that

Tracked him, had it packed in his bag ready to max out and relax

Now he’s in max security trading snacks and fags for security

Mam’s asking am I still praying, basking in the light

He who led them from strife, born in a basket bobbing along the Nile

Relying on a purity I never had but it’s in the beholder’s eye

Always take a stab that’s my type

But I stabbed him because it’s an eye for an eye

He knew muay thai and as soon as we started to fight he wanted to tie up

Going for my neck like he was doing up my tie before school

Had to be the collar tie

He was landing knees either leg and either side of me

I was fit to beg

But I caught his leg

Next minute we were legging it

And my hands were red.

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