20 December 2012
(Explicit) (Ode to The Streets)
Shards of pizza, Alcoholic seizure, Piss in the road, Whatever please yer, Merry fucking Christmas.
Down the boozer, Acting the loser, Pint of cider, Gotta get higher. Merry fucking Christmas.
Swear at the pigs Show em yer knives, Molotov surprise, Skunk up the cigs, Merry fucking Christmas.
Tattoo yer arm, Spit on a nerd, Screw the birds, Ain't no harm (innit) Merry fucking Christmas.
Joy to all, and all that shite, Show me Mary, I'll give her a bite, Holy fucking Christmas? Ain't no religion left, mate. Bereft, mate. Whattabout you? Ringing church bells? Thought not, you ain't got a clue, av you?
We're just bottles see? Bottles in the Sea. Screwed up in bottles, see. Drifting. You and me. Eternally.
Screwed up in bottles.
Screwed Up In Bottles • Opuss № I