still unsure

we see the products of the empty brain
each day as we are early on the road
and beauty is replaced by filthy stain
honours that were on better folk bestowed
are wasted here all that we see is owed
to those who could not get away in time
and passed the winter where it never snowed
we are not friends but just partners in crime

the hoardings would be better down the drain
our eyes are better without ugly load
but not a single fool who would refrain
from adding something to the episode
there's naught but rubbish where the river flowed
and here and there a smelly patch of slime
upon the hour the morning cock has crowed
we are not friends but just partners in crime

the hope of decency was too soon slain
and honesty has vanished from the code
we have to rush to catch the early train
since there's no safety in the calm abode
we seek the jewel in the horrid toad
since we are told that it's truly sublime
but that may be an arficact of mode
we are not friends but just partners in crime

prince from the safety of a common node
we wait for someone else the pump to prime
and for the wall of patience to erode
we are not friends but just partners in crime