i'm dancing to cliff richard in the attic

there's no one around you see
it's just me and cliff
ear buds help cushion the volume 
my smartphone warns me 

it could damage my ears
i put it at full volume
it's 9:40pm and the family are asleep
this could go on all night

cliff said he was proud he never adopted a 
hedonistic rock and roll lifestyle and never wanted
to trash a hotel room

i've just trashed the attic
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