I'm like the steel scaffoldin ovver the road when a scobbed stone's rung against a tube of it, cus I'm ringin with the shock, me hands clamped ter the edge of me mattress.

Bound servants, steal! Large-handed robbers your grave masters are, And pill by law!

If the government doesn't tighten the money supply, inflation is certain to be harsh.

And we told you, man, we have not seen your puta sister.