Thanks to
@Limey I have re-written Squeeze's Up The Junction.
Update the Patreon – Potato remix
I never thought it would happen
I don’t even come from Clapham
Out on the Twitter common
My Patreon got forgotten
When I dealt out the rations
With tins of peaches and sausagne
They said “is that a lady?”
“Perhaps”, she said. “I may be…”
I moved into a basement
With thoughts of fame and name change
I started writing cook books
Developed all my poor looks
I didn’t get much kissing
My Tattooed arms increasing
But Twitter got us hooked up
And all my time was booked up
I met a girl, Allegra
We didn’t need Viagra
It didn’t last for too long
I tweeted singing shit songs
I sleep for 22 hours
Use Waitrose specialist flours
I think I need a doctor
My behaviour’s meant to shock ya…
I wrote poems all through winter
Decided I should be a grifter
I sold cook books for a tenner
Engaged to Louisa, keep up wontcha
And when the time was ready
I got a trial run at the telly
All thanks to the pandemic
Think I need another gimmick…
And now Louisa’s has left me
I’m beguiled, bereft, distraught, see?
I think I need to get an Ooni
Make my followers fuss and fund me
I think I might be vegan
I’m good at the deceivin’
I’m going to shave my head, ya!
And claim I’ve alopecia
Alone here in the kitchen
I feel there’s something missing
Am I due a great big Aga
Or engagement to Nigella
My only friends are blue ticks
Check in on me or you are all dicks
And so it’s my assumption
I need to update the patreon!