Half Man Half Biscuit — If I Had Possession Over Pancake Day lyrics

Lyrics

Outside Goldsmith’s coughing up blood
Turner Prize judge gasps «Christ that’s good —
Leave it as it is, it’ll get first place
We’ll call it a full shift at the coal face»
Oh well you’re neither a Stuckist or a YBA
And you’re no longer a miner as of today
Praise for the wardens ready to fine
Anyone caught saying «graphic design»
Rag-mag seller said I’d be in pleats
Only when he’d been cleaned from the streets
Oh I could squeeze my lemon 'till my blues went away
If I had possession over Pancake Day
Give a philosophy student a glass of limeade
And he will say: «is this a glass of limeade?»
And «if so, why is it a glass of limeade?»
And, after a while, he’ll die of thirst