When I Was selling Big Issues
This is when big issues were only a quid now there 1.50
NO SMALL ISSUE
"BIG ISSUE, BIG ISSUE", it's only a quid off me,
it's pissing down with rain and I'm gasping for a tea.
I'm on my own, I'm freezing, I'm soaked through to the bone,
but I have to make a living, so who am I to moan.
I've been here for three hours, haven't made a sodding bean,
this patch I've got ain't working, I need a change of scene.
"GOING ONCE, GOING TWICE!!!", for the lucky one in fifty,
if you want your lucky BIG ISSUE, then I'm the man to see.
I don't want your charity, I don't want your sympathy,
I want you to read this top magazine,
well worth a quid, NO MYSTERY.
Come on down for a pick up, BIG ISSUE'S got it all,
help me rise from my demise, the price to pay is small.
I wish I could play the violin, or juggle six copies in one hand,
and have a fire eating acrobat and a twenty piece brass band.
"BIG ISSUE, BIG ISSUE!!!!", for the 50 millionth time,
if I had it up in neon lights, they'd pretend that they were blind.
I could shout it from the rooftops, or the town hall balcony,
but I tried it once before and the Police they bleedin nicked me.
Some people avoid me, some taunt me, some don't even look at me,
but it's all worthwhile when someone smiles and are glad to buy a copy.
It hurts to shunned because of depravity,
if only I was you, if only you was me.
So make my day, please make me smile, I know I have seen better,
I'm not a lazy dosser, I'm a smaller scale go getter.
Give me a purpose in this world and I'll give you a decent read,
it's got all that you want, to make your want a need.
So come on get your BIG ISSUE , it's got a personality,
don't be shy, don't walk on by, come on, please buy a copy.
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