there and here

-nine to five

this ain't no life

for me

man, i'm still lost

i still don't give a toss

about nuffink

but ima save up

and get me a juice bar

somewhere afar

perhaps trinidad

perhaps panama

sit in da sun

that be my next plan

ima run, ima run

man, I don't know

just like that

fings change

yesterday I was breaking up

with da museum

i was talking to fred

he said

ima kid and he be right, i am

and david and I, we be talkin

about afroman

but today, now i'm in

some random office off

shaftsbury avenue
it's true, this is my life
...another new start

praying in jummat

with random muslims

from random charities

in a place wiv

showers and twenty-four hours

office access

they be making me

a fire marshall 

cos I be certified

but i sure ain't qualified
and there on the floor
I sat next to some crazed nut

some neurotic skeleton

with wires for veins

man and I thought I was insane!

...and shrouded by

that same sterile light

sitting at my desk

i was still tryna fight

the urge, the growing urge to

walk, only day one

ima screwed...