[Dru]
The party's swinging in like a wrecking ball
People getting naked for no reason at all
Girls puking up and tongues down throats
Uncle Andy's telling all his racist jokes
After the After, After Party
Woke up in a pool of red
Crimson knife lying by the bed
Splatter marks on the kitchen door
What went wrong?
Stale smell hanging in the air
[Stef]
That could be-
[Dru]
Bloody mess in my beard and hair
[Stef]
Just hold on a-
[Dru]
Dead body on the kitchen floor
What have I done?
Me and my temper
Blood on my sweatshirt
Blood on my hands
Me and my temper
Fucked up and I killed a man
Drunk too much Strongbow
And things got a tad out of hand
Me and my temper
(Killed a) man
[Stef]
Come on mate, there’s gotta be a rational explanation-
[Dru]
Fast forward I’m on the run
Drug mule classics up my rectum
Always on the move to different places
Killing my friends on a daily basis
(Sorry)
Cocked up now nothing’s right
Have to cook more meth than Walter White
Jump ship with Somali pirates
Rob rich kids like Miley Cyrus
Flee down to Mexico
Where the people will never know
What I’ve done cos’ I’ll never show
Want to stay but I’ve gotta go
Change my name to Luis
So the people don’t take the piss
Find a family and settle down
‘Til some gang from another town
Come and brutally murder the lot of them
[Stef]
What are you talking about?
[Dru]
Me and my temper
Feel the devil inside of me
Me and my temper
Mum won’t have me round for tea
Drunk too much Strongbow
And things got a tad out of hand
Me and my temper
(Killed a)
[Stef]
When you get drunk it’s not what you do
[Dru]
A pool he lies
[Stef]
The food rage takes a hold of you
[Dru]
Tears I’ve cried
[Stef]
Only starch based food will please ya
That’s when I saw you headed for the freezer
You’re just a man not a serial killer
We’re one short so this line’s a filler
That’s not blood that you’ve got on ya
That’s microwavable meat lasagne
Sagne, sagne, sagne, sagne
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