Gladys

Gladys you drive me insane

I’m writing down thoughts about myself and asking you to read them back to me. Some call it narcissism. Gladys calls it therapy. People say I catastrophise a lot, but for me,

Everyday life is like lifting your head from the parapet to see what’s what. And believe you me babe, it’s just as awful out there as it is in here. I’ve got an irrational fear of everything. Intrusive thoughts, what if’s and never will be’s. 6 cans of Stella and 17 trilbies…But Gladys always reminds me…

Life gets better now,

3 cheers for more of the same

The dust don’t settle down

Gladys you drive me insane

Music is my disposable commodity, like a Poundshop bag that’s full to the brim of everything I wanna be. I guess what I’m trying to say is, that this song might not change your life…But may it serve as a healthy distraction for fellow procrastinators and time wasters all over the world

Amen.

Life gets better now,

3 cheers for more of the same

The dust don't settle down

Oh Gladys you drive me insane

Life gets better now

I’ll accept it boredom and pain

Shame comes back around

Oh Gladys you drive me insane

My old man says I talk nonsense for a living. He isn’t far wrong. Maybe that’s what this is all about you know, what do you think Gladys?

Life gets better now,

3 cheers for more of the same

The dust don’t settle down

Oh Gladys you drive me insane

Life gets better now

I’ve accepted boredom and pain

Then shame comes back around

Oh Gladys you drive me insane