In the Red
Grannies pastry shop has seen good years
I still remember running errands as a kid
I even got my first kiss by that old chummy block
As I jumped out pretending I was going out for air
But now it's time to let it all go
We celebrated our birthdays here with the staff
Everyone felt like fahm, everyone loved it here
For it was by the silent street down that road
Across the sea with calming breeze
But now the breeze is blowing the door, time to close up
We've got so many fond memories here
To everyone this is a big blow
And though we had it coming for sometime now
We hoped granny could jump back on her feet,
to whoop some of those delicious treats
And no one seemed to have learnt from her
Cause since she went home things kept going south
Till the time we could hardly keep up with the payments
We've been in the red for a while, but now it's beeping
It's on it's last breathes before it's all out
The PO£T
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