oi

, oi, do you remember me?, that's right, you gave me a little bit of a whack when i was younger, but i forgive ya, i wasn't that tough though, i was from the posh flats, but then we bonded, making up schemes, but you always went a bit further, we'd run down chiswick high road, being horrible to people, stealing smelly pens, and you borrowed my bike forever, oi, do you remember me?, broke my nose once, fucking hurt, but i've been thinking about you, wondering if you're in prison, i went to live on the river, and got into media, but we had porcelain faces then, nothing seemed to matter, and i thought you were great except for the violence, and i hope you survived somehow, and didn't turn into a total cunt, which is possible, oi, do you remember me?, do you remember?