Remember those days of rebellion
At the Cott sessions on Sunday
In a beer garden paradise
All the wonderful women
All the dodgy guys getting away with it because they’re young
Pissed on cheap beer
Pub rock pounding from speakers
Nineties music all afternoon as it was the nineties
Running amuck with your mates by the Indian Ocean
Meeting friendly people at the OBH
Saying Happy Fucking New year at New Year to everyone
Falling into lust for delicious moments
Stolen kisses of consequential fire
Dancing in underage glory
Wild undulations as a dandelion being
Mega celebration enhancing existence
Experiencing bloated enthusiasm
With good friends before they deteriorated into addiction and insanity