Dead Man's Shoes
# I can't be
held responsible #
# For the things I say #
# For I am just #
# A vessel in vain #
# And I can't be
held responsible #
# For the things I see #
# For I am just #
# A vessel in vain #
# No boat out
on no ocean #
# No name there
on no hull #
# And it's not
a strain at all #
# To remember #
# Those that I've
left behind #
# They're all standing #
# And most of them #
# With a smile #
# My ideals #
# Have got me on the run #
# Towards my connection #
# With everyone #
# My ideals #
# Have got me on the run #
# Towards my connection #
# With everyone #
# My ideals #
# Have got me on the run #
# It's my connection #
# With everyone #
# Such free reign #
# For a vessel in vain #
God will forgive them.
He'll forgive them
and allow them into heaven.
I can't live with that.
Anthony, you don't mess about
with that fire, mate.
No.
Here you go, mate.
I'll help you in.
I've got to go to...
Oh, you did
well there, lad.
You've really
earned that.
Anthony. Anthony.
Hey, all right, mate!
Just do me
a quick favor, mate,
on the way down
to the shop, all right?
Oh, no, I've got to go
towards Stiletto.
It'll take you 5 minutes.
Now, come here!
Here's one, bro.
Morning, Gage.
All right.
F***ing great
pills, man.
Yeah, I'll have
to do you for that.
That's 15 for
the single one.
F***ing go
gambling, mate?
All right, man.
Enjoy yourself, man.
Okay, Weir.
Yeah,
can I have two?
Sweet.
Cheers, Gage.
Can I help you, mate?
Sorry?
What the f***
are you looking at?
You, you c*nt!
See you
in a bit, yeah?
Hang in. Hang in.
I ain't gonna
f***ing do it, am I?
Don't worry.
I likes you anyway.
Sonny.
Cheers, man.
Have any more?
No, I don't, man.
Taste that beer
before you drink it.
It just isn't
enough, admit it.
Just seen old Jane in town.
Have you?
Good man.
Deal 'em out.
She had a hot
skirt on.
She's
randy for you.
She might as well
not wear anything.
Really?
I'll be on my floor
tonight on that skirt.
See you happy
chaps later.
10:
00 about.Don't get pulled.
I won't.
Take it easy, Herb.
See you, mate.
Sorry about
over there, mate.
I really just
lost the head there.
I don't know what
happened to me.
I just don't know
what come over me.
Sorry. Shouting at you
was the wrong thing.
It's all right, man.
What's your name?
It's Herbie.
No. What's your name?
No, it... it is.
I'm called Herbie, man.
Whoa, me, I'm really sorry.
for losing control.
Okay, mate.
All right.
Under the bridge water.
Yeah.
Let it flow.
All right, mate.
They spit-roasted
me on video.
Sense of life, man.
He's still alive...
"Janie and Gretchen
living...
"getting each other off
at the shower time,
and they really want
you to join in. "
I would if I had a shower.
You know what I mean?
Oh, Jesus.
I love English cock.
Do you?
You guys have
really tasty spunk.
Oh, she's
a little slut.
Dirty cow.
Not today, thanks.
Herbie, d*ckhead.
Yeah, all right.
Herbie.
"Janet loves
alfresco fun,
so why not join her
as she spreads herself
wide in the open air?"
What's alfresco?
Alfresco, that's
up your anus, ain't it?
Is it?
In the anal.
"Fancy a tit f***?"
No, thanks.
"I love taking
his cock deep
so his shaven balls
are in me face. "
Hi, chaps.
Righto.
Herb. Herbie.
Herb, Herb.
Hey, I'm all skin up.
Man, I got some gear.
Yeah, put it together.
Let's do some
of Sonny's gear.
You need to chill out.
Don't take f***ing
much elation.
Uh, you've had
enough of that.
Check on your stuff
and don't touch the action.
Don't touch the action.
F***in' hell. I was
in farm today, man.
Listen, Tuff.
Was in farm.
I'm listening.
I'm listening.
Doing me dealing, right?
You know what I mean?
Had to scout about and stuff,
and as soon
as I waltz in,
there was this
f***ing bloke
having a bit of
a butcher's at me.
Went over, like, "Do you
want a f***ing picture?
What's going on?"
He's like, "Huh?"
Mongrel can hardly speak.
And then I says,
"Listen.
What the f***in' hell
are you looking at?"
He goes,
"You, you c*nt!"
Get out.
Seriously, man.
So I go down to club
seeking Sonny, don't I?
So I'm coming out...
coming out back
of the club.
You know where
the stairs are?
Yeah.
Was on me phone.
Next minute, "Aah,"
he's right there.
I'm f***ing
like a ghost, man.
What that?
Faint now, dead.
Know what I mean?
So I faint now.
Know what I mean?
Were you sweating,
though?
I was like whoa, but he
starts apologizing.
The guy comes
up to you,
more or less
threatens you.
Then he jumps
out on you
going to f***ing work,
and you shake his hand?
That's what I mean.
Freaky, innit?
No, you're
f***ing freaky.
You know what
I think it is?
I've been racking me
brains all bastard day.
Yeah, it's a local
lunatic, innit?
Hey, Tuff.
Anthony's brother.
It was Anthony's
brother, man.
Stop it!
Don't crowd him.
Don't crowd him,
all right?
You're making him
nervous.
I know you got to go,
but let me just say
one thing, all right?
I don't mind.
I just don't like when
people are just f***ing rude.
You know what I'm saying?
I'm sorry I hit you before.
I didn't mean to.
Yeah? There's no
blood, is there?
Huh? Huh?
Yeah!
That isn't a bloodstain.
That isn't
a bloodstain, is it?
At this pace,
it'll give you
the appetite
of an artist.
No, no, no.
Trust me.
I don't like
Blow for me, mate.
I don't want him
to do any more.
Oh, come on, man.
He don't want
to do any more.
No, but listen.
What you got to do is,
if you do want...
Has he gone?
Did I miss it?
Did I miss
the other one?
He's real
f***ing paranoid.
Come on.
Keep your hands
off of him.
It was weird in town
today, weren't it?
Weren't it?
Don't change,
does it?
No, sure as sh*t no.
No, it weren't.
What are them little
lines in your hair?
What, them?
You did them.
I certainly did not.
Yeah, you did.
No, I didn't.
When you cut it.
Are you trying to
look like a gangster?
No, I'm gonna
grow it anyway.
What are you
growing it like?
Don't know. Long hair.
Like Bon Jovi.
No.
I'm gonna have to go
back to town in a bit,
mate,
to sort some
business out.
I don't want
to go, Richard.
You don't have to.
Is that Sonny's
stuff, yeah?
He's gonna go mad.
He's not gonna
go mad.
Sonny can share.
Oh, no, man.
We got to do an experiment
for the mix.
And you have been chosen
as the lead astronaut.
F***ing opinion
as a connoisseur.
Go on, have
a go at that.
Whoa, what you up to?
Come on, give me it.
Come on. Come on.
Let me into
your thoughts.
It's an interesting one,
this.
Give me your thoughts.
Come on.
Don't think
about it too much.
Byzantine period.
Byzantine period.
I'll give you
a clue, man.
Italy.
Italy?
Italy.
It's for the Italians.
It's for the Italians.
But you say that now.
# It's amore #
It's f***ing
parmesan cheese!
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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