Welcome

Boy, still cold here in this windy city!
Hiya ma, I’m so sorry to wake ya…
Send my best out to our St. Paul’s gritty!

Sixteen years, finally arrived, I’m giddy!
Starving, ready to do what it take, duh!
Boy, still cold here in this windy city!

Even work in meat packing industry…
Twenty-Four Seven, Three Sixty Five bruv.
Send my best out to our St. Paul’s gritty!

Hustling, feelers always out, synergy?
Time’s come, spread my wings, make my fortune, huh?
Boy, still cold here in this windy city!

Gotta find dentist, tooth ache’s killing me!
Ten years time, be back in chartered plane, ja...
Send my best out to our St. Paul’s gritty!

Helpless without you, you sweet old biddy!
‘Til then, follow my exploits in papers ma…
Just letting you know: still alive, pretty.
Send my best out to our St. Paul’s gritty!