If I Had Possession Over Pancake Day Songtext
von Half Man Half Biscuit

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