Picnic but not under the cum trees,
With all the bum’s fleas
A cop or two
An eshay threw
A punch and is thrown in the back
Of a divvy van parked next to the track
While the bums smoke crack
There’s some cookers around the corner
And a cop shop up the street
Some toothless agro fella
With no shoes on their feet
But I’d trade them all tomorra
For a nice coffee retreat
And to watch the trams go by. Ding ding
@[email protected] as a chef, let’s say you had to go somewhere for lunch in the CBD on Sunday, with a few friends, where would you go?
picnic but not under the cum trees
Picnic but not under the cum trees,
With all the bum’s fleas
A cop or two
An eshay threw
A punch and is thrown in the back
Of a divvy van parked next to the track
While the bums smoke crack
There’s some cookers around the corner
And a cop shop up the street
Some toothless agro fella
With no shoes on their feet
But I’d trade them all tomorra
For a nice coffee retreat
And to watch the trams go by. Ding ding