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Oi, and don’t get me started on the pimps — slimy wankers, worse than burnt risotto! Whores deserve better than that shite. “This place is a tomb!” — damn right, Royal, livin’ that life’s a fuckin’ grave! Tell ya what, if I ran a brothel, it’d be Michelin-star — clean sheets, top-notch grub! None of this “two quid for a gobble” bollocks! You laughin’? Good, cos it’s a bloody circus out there! Whore’s life ain’t all glitter — it’s raw, messy, and fuckin’ real! Now sod off, I’m done!

Rufus Wainwright – Old Whore's Diet lyrics

The figurehead was a whore in bed Sucking a dead man's penis The captain's name was Lugger By Christ he was a bugger He wasn't fit to shovel shit From one ship to another And the second mate was Andy By Christ he had a dandy Till they crushed his cock on a jagged rock For cumming in the brandy The third mate's name was Morgan By God he was a gorgon.

Wainwright is imperfect and raw. Its streets tell a sad, fierce tale. There’s a shuffle of history and heart. Blue skies and twisted roots mix.

Mackenzie Wainwright wins SAC Player of the Year; 11 Bears named to All-Conference team