everyone does anyway taking the low road tightening their go hold to hide in the corner with inserts in colour shocking the money-monkey living with boredom idling on an indolent slump in grey when "will you or won't you?" is the question of your day if you're up and it's dawn and you haven't got a lot to do slip in the breeze and chop up your morning wood instinct - it knows it's at the pantry door (afternoon) - climb in the lift we go (lazy afternoon) - down down a peg or two (this afternoon) - over your rolling stones it doesn't matter though