This Train

Hope Street

A gentle riposte to a guy who pulled one of my gigs after four songs in Dec 2022, because it wasn't "upbeat" enough. It was a town wide charity event he'd asked to be part of. It was unpaid. Cold. My first gig in 18 months.
Revenge is a dish best served cold and with relish and large flightless birds native to Australia.

Have you ever heard of charm, did no one teach you manners?
Does the weight of your ego strain your back
Do you have to get up early to practice being so surly?
Are you making up for something that you lack?

You're a strutting little minnow in the widest of oceans
I've met your kind a thousand times before 
A self appointed king in your grubby little kingdom
Just because your name's above the door

You didn't join the queue when they gave out grace
They didn't make good nature in your size 
And the corpse of your charisma lies rotting in your kitchen
Underneath a swirling cloud of flies

Downbeat's the new upbeat, chill out and listen in
Perhaps the words will move you or beguile
Your face won't crack in two if you break into a grin
And the world won't end if God forbid, you smile

Revenge is a dish best served cold and with relish
To turn the other cheek would just be wrong 
Public humiliation was the weapon that you chose
My weapon of choice is just this song

So may your barefoot road to hell be paved with drawing pins and lego 
May curdled milk forever grace your tea
May a herd of rampant emus peck your beady eyes out, 
Then I'll show you upbeat, wait and see 

Downbeat's the new upbeat, chill out and listen in
Perhaps the words will move you or beguile
Your face won't crack in two if you break into a grin
And the world won't end if God forbid, you smile

Your face won't crack in two if you break into a grin
And the world won't end if God forbid, 
Won't end if God forbid, 
Won't end if God forbid, you smile

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