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Poems

Dig a hole and

make a pile  :-)  Make a million

people smile

ONE the music is live   

TWO the art looks alive   

THREE it is free - so join in  FOUR FIVE

The public gets what the public wants.

Sometimes this may be a nonce

with too much time and little pride

for paper cash strip his back side.

For ten earth pounds he’ll pound his ass

for twenty grand he’ll act with class.

But throw one coin and he will smile

good day good sir, please stay a while.

Chuck a penny,

lob a quid,

a foreign coin,

straight at the squid.

Throw a note and seize the day,

lets all make art and time to play.

There once was a pirate of dread

who had corners on her head

she slept with a trowel

and used language most fowl

but sheesh was the worst word she said



Dm

We're on the dirtybeach

                                C

scrounging on the filthy Thames   

     Gm                         Bb                 Dm

The people walking past add us as facebook friends


Dm

I'm all covered in shite

                                    C

just in the name of art for you

       Gm                         Bb                 Dm

I'm finding awful stuff deep in the sand and poo


Dm

The tide is coming in

                                            C

So throw all of your lose change down

    Gm                     Bb                         Dm

To see it get destroyed, you just have to hang around


A7             Dm

Children gaze open mouthed

G7             C

Taken by surprise

Cm         F             Bb     E7     A

Nobody walking past believes their eyes


Dm

We're scrounging on the beach

                                    C

We just want to buy some beer

    Gm                         Bb                         Dm

dont want to get a job - cus we are happy dossing here


(Solo) F Dm F Dm Bb Gm Dm

(REPETE CHORDS)


Suddenly the waves come in

The tide covers the land

A hard days graft, is gone at last, no trace of sand


We're digging on the ThameS

Pretending to make art all day

So people who swing by will

throw some cash our way.


Dig a bit, talk some toot,

   have a laugh and

make some loot.

See the art, hear the music

feel the sand with you soles.

WE MAKE A LIVING BY WHAT WE GET

WE MAKE A LIFE BY WHAT WE GIVE

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