By the Bins

By the bins
By the bins
Chat to Martin
By the bins
Makes you feel better
Makes them feel better
The time of day
Makes us all feel better
I’ve heard
By the bins

He’s gaunt of face
Thin of sweater
All the way up
All the way down
The roundabout
Goes one way
Goes the other
The swing does never
By the bins

He says in here
He’s never felt better
In here
By the bins
Bastard cold
All told
And it’s
Getting
Bastard wetter
By the bins
By the bins

Better leave
For the tube
I regret
I’m grateful
I’m off
He’s not
He’s left
By the bins
By the bins