We arrive on Tin Pan Alley
with our bellies all full of burger and milkshake.
The singer from David Cronenburg's Wife splits his trousers.
Mister and Mrs. Dufus party-on like it's 1969 or-some-such-shit.
J.J. Crash proudly wears
his burgundy Jack And Jeff Lewis T-shirt.
More than half the members of Milk Kan fail to show.
Filthy Pedro's wisely remembered
to pack his devil-horned gimp-mask.
And throughout it all,
the 12-Bar's famous old forge (1635) looks on
in silent judgement.
I can't think of a better £6 I've spent this century.
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