Views.

[Jerrybaldy]

The sun was blinding
People who looked at it were blinded
Idiots, and
Politicians were building sandcastles
And placing flags
We cheered the tide
May bring them down
And silver fish jumped from waves
Whilst we danced to the Dolce Vita
Toes sinking in the sand
Ice creams melting down our hands
Euphoric isolation
From chattering terrorism
Faith
And other such bollocks
Humourless sincerity
Dog collars
Assumed authority
We bury them in the sand
To the neck
Light a fire
Some impresario
Strums a guitar
Like a hippy
From 67
And we dance like children
Without care
As your views die with you
Our time is best spent
Dancing by the light of the moon
The moon
The moon
The moon.
Dancing and laughing
And drinking and f ucking
By the light of the silvery moon.