I’ll put you in a smoke hole

Drowned in effects oh
Doesn’t know the sound tho
Failing on the streets alone
Diamond’s in the bag tho
In comes the priest oh begging all the people
Engines on the sun is up, builders on the steeple

I was taking a walk one day
When I saw a young gentleman pass me by
He was asking where he was
Just struck me as strange

I’ll put you in a smoke hole
No rest I’ll cut that
Fucking might need more backroom silence
Sold em all back for some backroom practice

Stеreo Driller
Bumping out the back door shooting your packagе
Fucker, rolled out of shot got dropped at the villa
Outside picking up broads for your dinner
Never been east might head for the winter
Said I look cheap might dissolve these fillers
Counting up sheep only makes the time go quicker
Mr, I don’t fuck with you get my clippers
Caught my dick in the bathroom mirror
Thought you’d never leave
Now you're back in prison, dirty old wizard
Sister, went too high now I’ve bust my zephyr
Came straight down like a ten tonne feather
Walked straight back to my home town, trekker
Washed up beggar


Drowned in effects oh
Doesn’t know the sound tho
Failing on the streets alone
Diamond’s in the bag tho
In comes the priest oh begging all the people
Engines on the sun is up, builders on the steeple

I was out by the sea one morning
When a bird washed up in front of me
Seemed to say something about life and about death
Just struck me as strange
I'll put you in a smoke hole
No rest ill cut that
Fucking might need more backroom silence
Sold em all back for some backroom practice

I was out by the water one morning
When a bag washed up in front of me
He was asking for forgiveness
Fly away

I'll put you in a smoke hole
No rest ill cut that
Fucking might need more backroom silence
Sold em all back for some backroom practice