ΣΠΤΣR SHΦΚΔRΦ - Zzzonked | Текст песни

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• Zzzonked

These war's are directly out of order mate
You get me?
They're past their sell-by date serious
I don't think you fucking get me
Listen!

Mate! I'm zonked, absolutly spent
I think I've gotta give my eyes up for lent
I’ll use my sockets to stock stones instead
And with an icy cold stare I'll hide bones in your bed
Mate! Please accept this invitation
So I can take you away

Cause there's a one in forty thousand chance
That Asteroid Apophis
Will collide with the Earth
In less than twenty years
(OH MY GOD!)

Roll up for the knees up business
Yes yes yes I think we’ve heard quite enough from you

Instead of staring at your stella desperately for inspiration
Belt up and quiver at your indignation
I ain't saying anything that can be construde as an apology
There's another case study for anthropology

I know, let's announce embargoes and denounce our far foes
In-growing egos a syntax he knows
It's just distance that seperates us
Or are we really ethnocentrically inclined

Mate!
What the fuck are you on about?
This is the draconian law
I protest!
I protest!
Put up, squad up!

The herd is rowdy
The squad is vexed
The herd is rowdy
The squad is vexed

Put up, squad up!