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Yes Please! (Bonus Track)

 

Yes Please! (Bonus Track)

(album: We Didn't Invent The Remix - 2006)


Have you ever been so out of your tree
I run open but some how you can't see
But with the focus before you remember the story two days later but your back at that beat
Remorse this and being a disgrace eating Garrie's like it's some kinda race
Like the shit they did taste of you where chewing your face off doesn't matter 'cause you're in a happy place

What.
Fuck the rest of you
I can't take the stress of all
everybody's sitting pretty, this a fucking festival
Your like; “Let's just chill” and I'll be chatting till someone up in here goes and get's some bloody Jack & Gil's
I'll show you skills in the art form of getting mashed
make it seem like a Bowen 747 crash
right here with a bunch of fucking seamsters
So I'm a fiend but why you not getting lean
Ten load of booze and the sun is in the sky
the best bands in the country
Someone tell me why
everybody's going is three in the afternoon
already dropped free so i know i'll be laughing soon
That's the plan Stan night's black as night on a high not like saucers more like a saucepan
be getting twisted call everyone a 'cunt'
so I won't remember shit but I know that it was fun

Have you ever been so out of your tree
I run open but some how you can't see
But with the focus before you remember the story two days later but your back at that beat
Remorse this and being a disgrace eating Garrie's like it's some kinda race
Like the shit they did taste of you where chewing your face off doesn't matter 'cause you're in a happy place

Now it's seven in the evening I leave to go awol
Take a break from shoving chemicals down my cake-hole
Now I'm on a mission like a hunter I'm jumping but don't know what I'm looking for pushing through the punters
call a bloke a cunt 'cause he looks like James Blunt
Venture to the front of the main stage is like some insane cage
and the boss is performing I've seen him seven times so his set is pretty boring
As he pushes things forward
I'll push some smelly fat bloke backward
don't get me mad bruv
A harsh reaction but I'm buzzing off my head
Wait, why the fuck you touching me you wanna fucking slap son
Hand inside my pocket
I've gone and lost my wallet
Venture by sloppily everybody's blocking me
Where you been Example how nice to pay a visit
been missing for an hour but it felt like ten minutes.

Have you ever been so out of your tree
I run open but some how you can't see
But with the focus before you remember the story two days later but your back at that beat
Remorse this and being a disgrace eating Garrie's like it's some kinda race
Like the shit they did taste of you where chewing your face off doesn't matter 'cause you're in a happy place

So I smile for the camera
and everybody's cracking up
something in my head says their jealous of my stamina
and having a pisstake
my fucking face aches I know what'll fix it a few pieces of space cake
Yum yum, yeah, gobble it down
It will balance what I swallow stop the wobbling around
Wait look there's some DJ's from 'Radio 1'
but the paranoia is kicking in so maybe I'll run
or I'll walk or I'll sit or I'll chill for a little bit
Can't decide what I'm doing
let me a have little sip of red wine, from the box
never the bottle you see my so old behaviours like playing the lottery
3 AM.. what!
Back to the car park I hope that in the morning I'll wake and my heart starts
Break a couple chairs lose my phone on the way out
Sleep in a hearse now that's a fucking day out

Have you ever been so out of your tree
I run open but some how you can't see
But with the focus before you remember the story two days later but your back at that beat
Remorse this and being a disgrace eating Garrie's like it's some kinda race
Like the shit they did taste of you where chewing your face off doesn't matter 'cause you're in a happy place

done

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