Hello sir. Remember me?
I'm the lad you thought I'd never be.
The boy you beat four hundred times
for trivial, unjust outmoded crimes.
Yeah. That's right. My name's Nate.
The man who can only masturbate.
The one you knew was being teased --
and no-one thought was worth the fees.
Well, at least I'm happy, now you're retired,
'cos cunts like you would now be fired.
Tacky Esso wristwatch that you thought was cool,
dad to that spotty nerd in the choir, the fool!
Not for me. I'm an ordinary citizen.
I don't envy cousin William.
"Settle down boy! ...become an accountant"
"I want to sing and dance sir, and give to deservants"
...And who are you to tell me this?
the dream by now I'll have to miss.
Sir is a fascist.
He thinks competing with thy neighbour
is the way to get to heaven.
But thanks for your advice, and I'm sure it will do,
for all those zero-tolerant hypocrites just like you.
And here I raise my half-pint glass.
Bollocks sir. Kiss my arse.
Hello sir. Remember me?
I'm the lad you thought I'd never be.
The boy you beat four hundred times
for trivial, unjust outmoded crimes.
Yeah. That's right. My name's Nate.
The man who can only masturbate.
The one you knew was being teased --
and no...