A Pig in the Poke

Fame’s the garden far beyond
Where the sweets and candies cluster
Time flows a little bit faster there
Clench your teeth, my son
You will get there if you want
Girls will scream and boys will imitate you
They will steal your heart and soul
They’ll be kicking you if you fall
They’ll be wrinkling their noses
«This block isn’t hunny anymore»
Have no servants
Have no master
Had some friends, but you’re the last one
Have no ciggies, have no lighter
Have no children, but it’s private
I’m almost 40, but my life is still a mess
Nothing else but a joke
And my sweetheart’s gone to France
I am a nimble bloke
But I’m still a pig in the poke
The piggiest pig in this poke