Woke up with the shakes on the bathroom floor. The sun is shining I felt like drinking some more. Sunday’s takeaway welded on my elvis tray. It’s a pound a can in the garden all day. Start at noon keep on going through til two. Dabbing speed like a monkey in a fucking zoo. Get your girl in the bathroom after flirting all day. It’s the time of your life on Bank Holiday Monday. Street Fighting. Yet some day. You get out. Out of those mondays. Yes some say. They were the best days. Out of our minds. Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah. 8 O’clock time to catch the next bus to town. When the drink is in the wit is most definitely out. Late bars fight starts between my brother and I. Get kicked out so we hold tight and take it outside. Dodging cars new scars fighting out on the road. Knees me in the chest my head and arse hits the floor. Swallowed tongue what we done someone’s hand in my mouth. Got to pull it back out on a Bank Holiday Monday. Street Fighting. Yet some day. You get out. Out of those mondays. Yes some say. They were the best days. Out of our minds. Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah. I want to stick him real hard with a kitchen knife. But we share the same bed in my mam’s house tonight. I wait I wait I wait until he walks up the lane. It’s all the fun of the fair on Bank Holiday Monday. Street Fighting. Yet some day. You get out. Out of those mondays. Yes some say. They were the best days. Out of our minds. Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah