I heard this song on the radio this morning, the words seemed pertinent and
I thought they might offer some comfort.  Enjoy.

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"Dry Your Glans"

In one single moment your whole life can smell of sock
I stand there for a minute spewing real ale on your frock
My hands are going shaky now, my body starts to rock
World feels like it's cunted up - proper floppy cock
Please let me show you all the sexual tricks I know
I can fist and I can felch and I can suck and I can blow
The wicked thing about us is the way that it would go
You can even shag sexy barmen just as long as they're not Joe
Without you in my life it's like I might as well be dead
When all I ever wanted was for you to give me head
But no, you want to sleep with some cuntformist shite instead
Fuck off and fuck your chavcunt then, I've got my Mr Ed.

Dry your glans mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more cunts in the sea
Dry your glans mate
I know you want to show her all your latest piercings
But you've got to walk away now
It's bollocks

I should have known that this was going to be a fucked-up day
If life has taught me one thing now, there is no other way
The writing on the wall was when you turned to me to say
"I think I much preferred it when I thought that you was gay"
But gay is just a state of mind and you could be gay too
We could both be gay together, I could show you what to do
I've never felt the way that I've been feeling about you
That isn't just some bullshit by the way, it's fucking true
I don't enjoy these cuntwank games of social hide-and-seek
That Jesus was on crack when he said "blessed are the meek"
And everything's gone rubbishcunt, my outlook now is bleak
Like a horsecock that's gone unsucked for the best part of a week

Dry your glans mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more cunts in the sea
Dry your glans mate
I know you want to show her all your latest piercings
But you've got to walk away now
It's bollocks

Trying to pull her close out of bare desperation
Hoping for an end to years of lonely masturbation
It's one thing when they change the good name of my local station
But this is something else, we're talking absolute frustration
I'm not gonna fuckin', just fuckin' leave it all now
'Cause you said you'd like to try new things, well I'd like to show you how,
But now you make me feel like you're just any silly cow,
I shouldn't wonder if your chavcunt boyfriend is from Slough
I did a survey on the froup, I asked for their advice
The answers ranged from "you're in there!" to "all of that sounds nice"
I'd have to be some kind of cunt to let this happen twice
So now you've missed you chance with me, enjoy your Smirnoff Ice

Dry your glans mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more cunts in the sea
Dry your glans mate
I know you want to show her all your latest piercings
But you've got to walk away now
It's bollocks

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You feeling any better yet?

Joe
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