h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Bit dark mate.

SKUNK

I,m a punk, I'm a drunk.
My life's a heavy funk.
I've got holes at all the corners
and there full 'o' sunken junk.
I've got trouble by the shipload
on the bottom of the bay,
where other wrecks they lay restin'
where the brine won't wipe away.

You don't have to ask the night to tell
just how low I sunk.
Down the well 'o' hell fell
where my stone heart echoes,
and the sournesss,I suck it.
My head it says "Oh f**k it."
When the alarms were ringin',
singin' bright, my broken bell went clunk.

Then while you were laughin'
in I slunk, a bit of shit, a bit of skunk,
in the peoples' moral litter
I'm a bitter little runt.
Take me to the precipice,
shunt me in the right direction.

Singin' this blues aint so funny
and the skies are not so sunny.
My stone heart eyes are runnin',
close behind the cries are comin',
like a murmer 'mid the thrummin'
of the drum 'a' brewin'
nectar of the blues Gods
to be vomit in my honey.

Now I'm no longer coy.
Thanks to all the help who shrunk
all my ideas to a dirty stain,
and set me on this hopeless chase.
No I'm not,a holy monk
No I am not
a little boy.