Plasterer Bobby

For each little bit of you, if anyone enquires, don’t give them a clue, life isn't a stone, thrown into the fire, why should I atone, my little cup of ruin, sings more than a choir, I still have the tunes, know in my bones, this poisoned desire, it makes you groan, whoever reads the news, to see who's for hire, I know my own truth, if no one 'phones, I'll sail the evening light, leave well alone, dance the avenues, sing on the wire, I’ve always paid dues, am no kiss ass liar.