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Boxing Night

I celebrate in style

In boxer shorts and spirits

Floor littered with ghosts of bottles past

There’s a naked hush

Clothed only in breath and a pulse

Of a heart that is kicking

As though it is desperate to be born

I am hostage blind

Deaf to the din outside

Good Glasgow could burn to it’s timber tonight

And I’d barely blink an eye

Well, the clock just stopped

You can cut that into my headstone

Won’t something move so I stop staring

A hole into the phone?

You can get me at home

With a drink to ill health

Just me and these walls

And a beaten up chair

On boxing day

This is Boxing Night

And someone lost an eye

Well, I swear I’ve lost the last drop of whatever

Kept me awake, alive

Well I fell in the Forth from a heavy right hook

To a blushed and swollen face

And in a single blow it’s murdered

And then it takes years to waste away

I can’t call you all mine anymore

Ah, I can’t call you fullstop

But you know you can call me up any time, call me

Whatever the fuck you want

You can get me at home

With a drink to ill health

Just me and these walls

And a beaten up chair

You can get me at home

With a drink to ill health

Just me and these walls

And my beaten up chair

On Boxing Day

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