Lee Scott
Jamais Vu
Are you up to date with the latest technology made to break?
Haven't lifted ye head since the days of snake?
Afraid in case ye back can't take the weight?
Open the jar, shake the sleeping brain awake
Wait, before ye make a grave mistake!
A weeks food shopping or an eighth of flake?
Don't be a dick head you misread the situation
They're not your mates for you conversation
Shrugging at whatever you said
Eyes blood shot cause they look better in red
Don't worry though it's all in Angelicas head
Smoked up, woke up, fell into bed
Doctor! Give me something for a rumblin' tummy
Scurrying, hustling that government money
Both hands stuck in the honey pot
Vodka on the rocks sitting on the table but I can't reach
I wish life was like a calm beach
Chillin' on the Titanic fishin' as it's sinkin'
But at the back of the queue in the shop panic stricken'
Have a drink an' make a rash decision, quick
I might still be able to sleep I didn't quit
On that Rice Krispies Squares for dinner shit
Hair getting thinner, probably born a sinner
Cheat, rob and lie
I used to dream of suffocating in space when I wasn't high
Looking down at the earth and watchin' it explode
Like the car bomb at the bottom of the road
In 2004, trouble every time we stepped out of the door
How loud can you roar?