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Date of issue: 03.06.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: High Focus
Song language: English
The Pits |
Leaf Dog: |
Coughing up lung butter, I can feel my throat’s lump |
You’re thinking that the picture jumpy, so we head for bad country |
Fresh days in the park, slugs looking real lovely, ass chunky type of poor rats |
that ain’t fluffy |
Then I see this one husky, she walks nearer, the type that you would see with |
your local drug dealer |
As she opens her trap, it all gets clearer, talking like she’s on a level but I |
can’t hear her |
She appeared to be what you call a good catch, but you’re fucked if the |
next-man's money you can’t match |
This Venus flytrap walked away in disbelief with a slug-trail following |
shouting «You thief!» |
All I want is some peace on this sunshine day, so I told her I was good and I |
sent her on her way |
I ain’t got time to play, only money to burn haze |
So scarce they won’t rep, I ain’t got much to say |
So we carried on, chilling until the late night |
Feeling high, cause no rain in England is a rare sight |
Everybody’s looking drunk, I can tell there’ll be a fight |
Then some kiddies kick off over a girl they both like |
All I heard’s a smash fight, then the shouting stopping |
One lying on the floor with the other pissing on him- a straight wronging, |
and all for the wet rug, when you’re lying in your bed remember it’s what you |
dug |
Then I seen the same slug beefing at the man that did it |
That could’ve been me with in need of a new jaw fitted |
You heard her shout him out- how she’s going to the clinic |
She didn’t mean to fuck him, and she wasn’t really with it |
It’s fully twisted, but you know the real reason was to get him back for |
cheating on her, now she feels even |
It’s mating season, but be careful where you dip, cos' a nice cave can turn |
into a deadly spiked pit |