Yeah I knew I was a fruit cake I knew I’d flipped
At your worst Paul what were you taking in an average day?
I would say I’d probably have about sixteen lines of coke in a day which is a hell of a lot
And how much alcohol?
I was, I was on four bottles of whiskey a day
Danny I’m the dodgiest, stirring the stodgiest
Porridges but I don’t ever do politics
‘Cause I’m the honestest And these mugs wouldn’t know
Honesty unless a foreigner starts bombing it
I ain’t perfect far from it
I down brown ales til my wallets half vomit
But I can rise knowledge with a wise guy sonnet
So I’m f#cking this beat, ’cause I sound, sound on it
And I can hit the chart quicker than I hit a tart
But why regress on a quest for a slick advance
That said I’d leave my love for a thicker arse
Lose her bra quicker than the sipping on a liquor jar
I ain’t counting ’til I’m on a higher mountain
And god starts shouting ’bout a bag of lout outings
I’ll be like hold up, let me roll a rollup
And where the f#ck’s [?] if you’re really bringing soul up
First day of sin went and brought a gold ring
Second day I sinned third day I got it in
Got caught pissed from the fourth to the sixth
On the seventh day I said where have I been
First day of sin went and brought a gold ring
Second day I sinned third day I got it in
Got caught pissed from the fourth to the sixth
On the seventh day I said where have I been
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