"Robert Rankin - Sex, Drugs & Sausage Rolls" - читать интересную книгу автора (Rankin Robert)

тАШDo you think heтАЩs galloping to glory?тАЩ Soap asked.

тАШNo,тАЩ said Omally. тАШI donтАЩt.тАЩ

тАШDo you know what I like about Brentford?тАЩ Soap asked.

тАШNo,тАЩ said Omally. тАШI donтАЩt.тАЩ

тАШWhat I like about Brentford,тАЩ said Soap. тАШIs that nothing ever changes here. IтАЩve been away on my
travels beneath for nearly ten years and now IтАЩm back and itтАЩs just as if IтАЩd never been away.

тАШCheers to that,тАЩ said Omally.

тАШCheers to that,тАЩ said Soap.

The Lord of the Old Button Hole




It was plain heтАЩd come out for a stroll,

The Lord of the Old Button Hole.

The Ceted celebrity dead in the wreck.

The keys to the boathouse at rest in his neck.

The vandals who did it are far off by now,

And IтАЩm blessed IтАЩll be had for a bumpkin.



Some kind of a chump in the goal,

Said the Lord of the Old Button Hole.

Hunting the hedgerows for samples and stuff

The house is deserted, the ballтАЩs in the rough.
The vandals are rattling locks at the back,

And IтАЩm blessed IтАЩll be had for a bumpkin.



A little more cheese in the roll,