r u dizzy? - makeshift scoundrel
Channel: makeshift scoundrel
Date: 2019-05-19

Snuffgod & Godless
Track 7
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lyrics: 
Well I got holes in my socks, I say it too proudly. 
Gloomy day wasted watching cowboy films. 
Western boys catch a snake in their boot,
Dashing to the train in the weather so grim.
Lace quite bedraggled by the wet, wet concrete.
Mr butter fingers when you try and tie them up.
"Who said that poetry had to be so formal?"
Said young Clint Eastwood as he went to tie them up. 

He’ll tie a bleach blonde to the tracks in blink,
And a rope around her, middle leave her there for a 5,
Come back with a Greg’s, and a handful of vouchers
To stuff into his wallet and leave till it expires.

Well she's so precious,
Lemme drink up a Stella. 
Right to my head in a boy band rage. 
Uptown girls taking pics of each other. 
Gents, ladies, hope you're sitting comfortably. 
Wankered, sneering at each other,
Laughing too loud in the room next door.
Barman’s pissed and Mary’s gone loopy. 
Wait till you see them on the old dance floor.

"Twas not I", I say onto him.
"Twas not I, good sir.
Before you is an innocent man."
And to me he speaks and says
"r u dizzy?"

Rent a Block buster, £2.50, 
Never comes back unblemished, like moi. 
City lights stud round the valley so pretty, 
Only here for the sights after that ta ta. 
Tea cup drizzled down the side,
With a coffee stain rings dotted round a table that sticks.
We all got a friend who we say is a brown belt.
We saw him in his room spinning round trying kicks.

No god of mine throws a spanner in the works,
And the cheek of it claiming he’s holy divine. 
Don’t give me, "By definition..." and that 
Show me the bloke with party trick,
Turn water into wine. 

Well she's so precious,
Lemme drink up a Stella. 
Right to my head in a boy band rage. 
Uptown girls taking pics of each other. 
Gents, ladies, hope you're sitting comfortably. 
Wankered, sneering at each other,
Laughing too loud in the room next door.
Barman’s pissed and Mary’s gone loopy. 
Wait till you see them on the old dance floor.

Walking back station with the boys,
Chatting about a manner of things, 
Mainly girls and over played records.
Running to the train with the highest dignity, 
Loose it all drunk on a double decker. 
All the teens rave about ice caps now 
And how the sea is black in a self-righteous way. 
Top button undone is the seal of a rebel. 
"You’re pretty cool"s probably what u want me to say.

Rather out there jokes too bold in public.
Glare from a man like twice my size. 
And it’s not like I’m one to push your boundaries,
With my feet up on the train seat on the opposite side. 
Not like I’m partial to scribbling on a class desk. 
Gum planted, fester dotted all on the bottom. 
Tip her glasses down to give me a stare,
Of the kind that I think turn a jester solemn.

Well she's so precious,
Lemme drink up a Stella. 
Right to my head in a boy band rage. 
Uptown girls taking pics of each other. 
Gents, ladies, hope you're sitting comfortably. 
Wankered, sneering at each other,
Laughing too loud in the room next door.
Barman’s pissed and Mary’s gone loopy. 
Wait till you see them on the old dance floor.

Precious.
Precious.

Well she's so precious,
Lemme drink up a Stella. 
Right to my head in a boy band rage. 
Uptown girls taking pics of each other. 
Gents, ladies, hope you're sitting comfortably. 
Wankered, sneering at each other,
Laughing too loud in the room next door.
Barman’s pissed and Mary’s gone loopy. 
Wait till you see them on the old dance floor.
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