Track 02 - 3:23
Painting by Henry Ex
Can I have a cigarette?
Hey, le'me have another beer!
Hey, le'me have a hit of weedski!
(to fill me up with fear)...
Something's wrong with my friend, Shelley. I think Shell could use a lift. Don't sit home and watch the telly, like you never had the gift.
You must remember the fire in your belly, if you wanna survive such a cold situation. Come out of hibernation,
"I've run low on toast and Jelly."
"Ah, but there's always sticks & stones."
"I shall go where it's dark and smelly."
"No more tea for me."
Well, something's wrong!
"Because, I'd rather drown, in the mud-brown river."
Hey, well I'm no stranger to the shitty and the hellish. If you want, I can describe your whole situation. You can overcome this complication,
Something's wrong with my friend, Shelley. I think Shell spends too much time, hangin' out with Machiavelli. I blame, Machi's nursury rhymes.
Well, something's wrong....
"I'd rather drown, in the mud-brown river."