A Cockney Boy
I’m thankful I’m a London boy, that’s where I was born, bred and raised.
I’ll stay a London boy until the end of my days.
I don’t want to change a thing, I’m proud of what I am.
I would hate to live a life where all is just a sham.
I had a good education, as I went to a very good school.
I can speak in an upper-class voice, but speech is only a tool.
I look on life in a cheerful way, always trying to smile.
But lately, I have to say, I can only hold that pose for a while!
Now, too many people are pedestrian, with scarcely a thought of their own.
Instead of what’s on their shoulders, there should be a hollow stone.
Platitudes don’t sit well with me, they’re meaningless and banal.
I prefer people with an imaginative mind, who are insightful and have their own style.
London is an ever-changing city, with an ever-changing face.
It can be a challenging scene, if you don’t know your way around the place
Foreign languages are spoken everywhere, unnecessarily rude sometimes it seems to me.
Because I’m just plain speaking man. I’m a cockney boy you see!
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