Enid Blyton's 'One goes mad in his fag-stained bedroom' AKA Paul, out of his box

Put foil on your windows in the summer!You're fucked anyway,You already know about their timid, lying morality.There's music and dvd's and booze and puff!Do it! Play The Fucking Game!
Die!XXX

I was a junkie and a piss head I took money to hurt people, I done shit jobs and got drunk and out of it every chance I could. We all think of ourselves as nice guys, but I was truly amazed at what a nasty cunt I could be. I left a geezer with half his face hanging off once. He didn't have it coming and it was wrong on every level of my heart, but it was money.Then An Angel Kissed Me!

Down town we got Some guy, shot 47 people on a PCP high!