Serial killers were always a bore in my book

Along with retired in winnebagos

Coming up behind ya

At the next kerb

Eye reflections in the rear view mirror

and before the grub comes a moralist 





Passable

Passable 





Right behind ya

Kids in pubs 

Breast fed 





And if I ever end up like Ian McShane

Cut my throat with a garden tool

And if I ever end up like Bono

Slit my throat with a kitchen knife 





Ah! passable!

A past gone mad! x 2 





Comin up right behind ya

The Lovejoy roadshow

Passable 





And if I ever end up like Judy Collins

Cut my throat with a garden rake

And if I ever end up like U2

Cut my throat with a kitchen tool 





Passable

A past gone mad! 





Spangles and soccer books

A load of old boring shit 



A past gone mad

Marble stone

A past gone mad

Passable!