🎶 "Thickthorn Blues" 🎶

In the style of k.d. lang with a deferential nod to my co-lyricist chatgpt...

There’s a place where my patience goes to die,
Where the signs spin stories, and the lanes all lie.
It’s a circle of confusion, steel ballet of pain,
Thickthorn Roundabout motherf**ker, drivin’ me insane.

I left the A11 with hope in my heart,
But the B1172 tore me apart.
Caught in a loop with no end in sight,
Clutchin’ my wheel through the endless night.

Oh Thickthorn, you cruel little maze,
You dance with my sanity, set it all ablaze.
Where the brake lights flicker like a neon ghost,
And I pray to the gods of the travel post.

A lorry on the inside, a hatchback on the run,
We all just wanna make it to junction one.
But the satnav's lyin’, and time stands still—
Darlin’, this roundabout's got a will.

Council said, "We're fixin’ it soon,"
But that promise fades like a half-sung tune.
And I'm stuck again behind some beat up camper van,
Writin’ love songs to this f**king traffic jam.

Oh Thickthorn, you bittersweet beast,
On your tarmac altar, I am the feast.
Got dreams in my boot and rage in my eyes,
Still I circle, oh I circle, ‘neath Norfolk skies.

So if you're headin' east and you're feelin’ brave,
Say a prayer for your soul and the route you crave.
'Cause Thickthorn b***h awaits, with a devilish grin...
Once you're in her arms, you ain’t gettin’ out again.

Posted By: Tombs on April 11th 2025 at 12:29:40

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