AIN'T GOT THE BALLS

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Sarcastic, facetious and downright vicious lyrics, satire, parody and irreverent comment, tosh, twaddle and opinionated verbiage from the townships of East Sussex by artistic layabout Colin Bailey

SARCASTIC, FACETIOUS AND VICIOUS LYRICS, SATIRE, PARODY AND IRREVERENT COMMENT, TOSH, TWADDLE AND OPINIONATED VERBIAGE FROM THE TOWNSHIPS OF EAST SUSSEX BY ARTISTIC LAYABOUT COLIN BAILEY

I JUST AIN’T GOT THE BALLS

I sent you e-mails, and

I sent you texts

I sent you postcards from all around the world

For you to collect

I wrote it in the ether,

I wrote it high in the sky

I painted the airways many different ways

The day I said goodbye

I scratched it on the bus shelter and

I sprayed it on the Station walls

But I didn’t tell you to your face

I just ain’t got the balls

No I just ain’t got the balls

I put it on CD, they played it

maybe on the radio

I put it all about for you to find out

But for me to know

I told all your enemies,

I told all my friends

I spread it thick into every corner

And deep round every bend

I shouted it in the corridors and

yelled it out in halls

But I didn’t whisper a word to you

I just ain’t got the balls

No I just ain’t got the balls