Faberyayo
Drunken Cigarettes
[Verse 1]
Sunday night, out in the city
Liqoured up, something pretty
Music playing, Scritti Politti
No thoughts, nothing smart, nothing witty
Everybody gone, not a care in the world
Talking whatever to a random girl
Just waiting to see how the night unfurls
Trying to get caught up in the whirlwind

[Hook]
I just wanna get real drunk
Smoke a bunch of cigarettes
I just wanna get real drunk
Smoke a bunch of cigarettes
I just wanna get real drunk
Smoke a bunch of cigarettes
I just wanna get real drunk
Smoke a bunch of cigarettes

[Verse 2]
I rose early, worked all day
Just a little ah, nothing much to say
Posted up at the bar on the way
Trying to learn from Groundhog Day
Brain running around in circles
Not a lot of eyes, but the girl’s twerking
It’s so good, the juice is working
All accomplished they go for certain
(All accomplished they go for certain)

[Hook]
I just wanna get real drunk
Smoke a bunch of cigarettes
I just wanna get real drunk
Smoke a bunch of cigarettes
I just wanna get real drunk
Smoke a bunch of cigarettes
I just wanna get real drunk
Smoke a bunch of cigarettes

[Verse 3]
I’m feeling like a young Bill Murray
Get a lot of feeling of hurry
Buzz going kinda sturdy
Reminiscing on yesterday
There’s no such thing as tomorrow
I’ll beg, steel and borrow
There’s no such thing as tomorrow
I’ll beg, steel and borrow
[Hook]
I just wanna get real drunk
Smoke a bunch of cigarettes
I just wanna get real drunk
Smoke a bunch of cigarettes
I just wanna get real drunk
Smoke a bunch of cigarettes
I just wanna get real drunk
Smoke a bunch of cigarettes