Going around f*cking Browntown town
f*cking around, f*cking singing about
It's a pretty good town, mate
Sas mate came up to me and he says
"Wanna go fishing, Lez?"
And I said "You know what?"
So we popped down the jetty
f*cking hopped in the tinnie
Started up the c*nt
And off we went
Was about noon
Was a f*cking good day for it, mate
Sas mate rolled a big f*cking doob
Of some skitz sh*t that he grew
And f*cking oath, c*nt
Can smell it from here
Hasn’t even f*cking lit it yet
So Sas Mate lit the doobscun
Took a great big draw
Kind that'll make your f*cking throat sore
Then he passed it to me
(Donny: Aw, f*ck, what'd you do then Lez?)
(Lez: f*cking tell you what I did, Donny,)
I took a great big f*cking toke
And f*cking oath, c*nt, it made me choke
And f*cking hell, mate, I got so high
Thought I was gonna die
Then I said to Sas Mate
"Can we go shore?"
And he said "Sure, mate!"
Said "I need to hang a f*cking bush poo,"
He said "Mate, go do what you gotta do,"
And I said "Mmm, f*ck yeah,"
So I’m squatting in the f*cking bush
Still stoned off Sas Mate's kush
And I'm pumping out this great big bog
f*cking size of a log
Mmm, hmm-hm! Mmm
So Sas Mate's still fishing
There's no leaves around to wipe my ass
Gotta go for a swim... c*nt