The World is My Oyster Paroles

we're going back to his house to watch Tom and Jerry
on the telly
he's no stranger
he's my long lost uncle from America
he told me so
mummy wont mind
he'll drive us home
she'll be so happy to see her brother again
she'll hug and kiss him
and maybe she'll ask him to stay for dinner
used a winch to lift her out
boredom
chatter
haven't seen you for years
weather's bad
shame about your dog
short show
long finale
bloated greyish blob of flesh-like blubber slumped on a stretcher dripping
no one touches it and yeah
half her cunt was mising
she was only four