/lit/ - Literature

In the style of (almost a cover poem if you will) John Cooper Clarke's "Evidently Chicken Town"

The fucking doors are fucking locked
The fucking streets are fucking blocked
Your fucking friends are fucking cocks
The fucking girls are fucking shocked
The fucking pavement's fucking cracked
The fucking house is filled with rats
The fucking words are fucking lies
The fucking nice guys fucking die

The fucking sky is fucking grey
Your fucking life is fucking pain
The fucking world is fucking black
The fucking good ones don't come back
The fucking hero's fucking dead
The fucking water's fucking red
There's fucking monsters in the bed
There's fucking maggots in my head

The fucking kids are fucking mean
Fucked up on methamphetamine
The fucking glass is fucking broke
The fucking air will make you choke
The fucking children fucking cry
Their fucking bloodshot fucking eyes
This fucking life will get you down
Evidently Mohawk Town