Going around f**king Browntown town
f**king around, f**king 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**king hopped in the tinnie
Started up the c**t
And off we went
Was about noon
Was a f**king good day for it, mate
Sas mate rolled a big f**king doob
Of some skitz sh*t that he grew
And f**king oath, c**t
Can smell it from here
Hasn’t even f**king lit it yet
So Sas Mate lit the doobscun
Took a great big draw
Kind that'll make your f**king throat sore
Then he passed it to me
(Donny: Aw, f**k, what'd you do then Lez?)
(Lez: f**king tell you what I did, Donny,)
I took a great big f**king toke
And f**king oath, c**t, it made me choke
And f**king 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**king bush poo,"
He said "Mate, go do what you gotta do,"
And I said "Mmm, f**k yeah,"
So I’m squatting in the f**king bush
Still stoned off Sas Mate's kush
And I'm pumping out this great big bog
f**king 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**t