Confidence is a preference

For the habitual voyeur of what is known as...

And morning soup can be avoided

If you take a route straight through what is known as...

John's got brewer's droop

He gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons

They love a bit of it

Who's that gut lord marching

You should cut down on your porklife, mate

Get some exercise

All the people

So many people

And they all go

Hand in hand

Hand in hand through their

Parklife

I get up when I want

Except on Wednesdays

When I get rudely awakened by the dustmen

I put my trousers on

Have a cup of tea

And I think about leaving the house

I feed the pigeons

I sometimes feed the sparrows too

It gives me a sense of enormous well-being

And then I'm happy for the rest of the day

Safe in the knowledge

There will always be

A bit of my heart devoted to it

It's got nothing to do with your

Vorsprung durch technic, you know

And it's not about you joggers

Who go round and round and round