Halfway boys

[Guest]

[simon nemeth]

   HALFWAY BOYS
Halfway boys get your motor running,
Halfway boys tell you that you’re stunning.
Halfway boys are good at the yak,
Halfway boys haven’t much in their pack.
Halfway boys are always rubbing their mitts,
They’d have never survived the Blitz.

Halfway boys have no sense of fashion,
Halfway boys like to talk about the passion.
They drink so much they end up blind,
Climbing halfway then changing their mind.
Halfway boys only go where they’re known,
Heaven forbid their cover is blown.

Halfway boys don’t seek employment,
Halfway boys won’t compromise their enjoyment.
Halfway boys won’t take a sloppy second,
Halfway boys do as their mates reckon.
Halfway boys have such a hard life,
Man I feel sorry for ‘the wife’.

Halfway boys aint no gay dancers,
Halfway boys are not exactly romances.
Halfway boys are all the same,
Halfway boys are never the one to blame.
Halfway boys can drink fifteen beers,
Sounds to me like it’ll all end in tears.

[The Bolshevik Dandy]

Punk!