There has been a conflict
between us crazy rivals
and these naughty mouths;
we haven't been honest!
It's the final demand,
take back the gift
that you already sent;
apologize to make up
or quickly pack up
your things in the closet!
Your tears won't move me
they can't change me;
don't say anything stupid
that'll might get me mad!
Dearest fool,
you didn't expect
your hope to be
taken by a whirlwind;
losing your glee
is blowing all away
and be blinded
by pain instantly!
Dearest fool,
feel the strong effect;
you haven't been too clever,
goodbye makes you shiver!
It's the final demand,
excuses are banned;
no words can befriend...
it's the final demand!
When i finally decease,
I don't want a lot of prose...
I demand you to plant me
under the tree, of rose...
So why am I always late? Well, I’ll tell you straight
I bought this watch from Tesco (yes, I know it’s not the best co)
But I’ve been short recently, things to do, people to see
Food to get and bills to pay, a final demand from the C.S.A.
Honestly, I’m a rabbit, if I see a tail I’m going to have it
A hundred sons and daughters more, irate fathers at my door
Try providing for extended family, it can’t be done, you’ll soon see
Worries about the price of hay, carrots cost more every day
I get up before it’s light, find fresh grass, have a bite
Then busy snoozing through the day until the sun flies away
Out again as light fails, more eating and all it entails
Digging a burrow for another brood (a pretty chick whom I wooed)
My life an endless round of juggling, pleasing and struggling
Keeping every wife sweet, no wonder I’m always beat
And as for lateness, isn’t it a sign of greatness?
Anyway I’m wanted I have to go, someone’s calling down below
There really aren’t enough hours in the day...
Just another day
Same old, same old,
Just another day,
Nothing ever changes,
Bills still to pay,
So many problems,
Reside in my head,
Struggling, struggling,
To get out of bed.
Stretching, yawning,
Checking the clock,
Fearing today,
The postman will knock.
Sign for the letter,
He holds in his hand,
I know what it says,
A final demand.
Worry, worry,
That's all I can do,
No money is spare,
To pay what is due,
Frightened, depressed,
How can I pay?
The same old, same old,
Worries each day.
Many thoughts run through my head
As I lay here lonely on my bed
Army that! Army this!
The only place my heart now feels bliss
No more working a thankless job
I’ll soon be surrounded again by a military mob
It takes so much time, so much might
My God, this two year wait has been a fight
Making friends is not enough
Damn this patience, this wait is tough
Hopefully by the 23rd
The good news I seek will be heard
The Colonel makes his final demand
“Thirty-five Fox then to Afghanistan!”
Sights set sharp, ears open wide
I’m finally awaiting my final ride
Tired of people on a personal note
Have business with mine? No, no they don’t
Sir, get me the hell out of here with no haste!
This waiting is tiring, this current job a waste
Wilful are spiralling twirls of muleta;
Spun with the majesty slaying has filed
Flaunted in fabric, our cute senorita,
Has skill for flamenco to send them all wild.
The whisper of mantles sidestep with an oath-
Scarlet romance, or a bull ducking down
Are taken for granted, they suddenly both,
Have least held the measure of beautiful gown.
The promise is met with the wishful lament,
Slowly encompassed and scuffed to the ground
Applause has a curious feel for consent,
Leaving death for a prize, in a heap all around.
The frill of adventure with gapes over hand
Descend with the raptures, and pause for reply:
A woven pursuit with its final demand
As often farewell does, a drape would supply.
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