I love that feeling you get when youpound a bottle of Shiraz and everything starts to make sense. Not in an alcoholics kind of way like "ah fuck I need to get drunk to see me through the day" but the feeling like "fuck yeah homie, this is it, this is the taste of the new world buddy, this is what Montazuma and all of those bad motherfuckers over in Chile were working for back in the day! They weren't sacrificiing people for fun, they were doing that shit to please god, so that in 2,000,000 years people like me could pound wine grown and pressed in their fine lands in order to put a smile on my face" youknow what I mean? This is it, I'mat the bottomof mybottle of red, the smile is ear to ear, Downfall is on the telly (fuck it's dark, I've put it on mute, the germanaccent remindsmeof the ex-missus and that hit is HEAVY! Truestory)
Man I'm drunk, but man I'm alive. You know? 12 months ago I was ba;ls deep in shit,literally and in a funny kind of way too. Job was about to die, no prospects due to the recession and economic downturn, and here I am, 12 onths, over 350 odd days later with things on the up. That;s fucking right, things are looking good beyyyyyotch. got my shit in check, got places to go,people to see, things to do, and I'm on the home straight to the capital city of WIN! I'moff to some foreign and, and yeah i'll be on the news making moooooooooooooves yeah!
Seeyouat the party Richter, I'm gonna be at Hyde Park christmas market all day but i'll bowl up to Camden en route to Kings Cross for a few cheeky gins and a chin wag x 100000000000000. Hillbilly, Iwant to see you, Henry too, fuck it, everybody, let's crack a bottle and hit it through a funnel, you know what I mean. Has corny gone round the world like Phillius Fogg yet?Is he really going ina baloon? I heard he was,that's some Richard Bransoon shit riht there. Balling.
I love that feeling you get when youpound a bottle of Shiraz and everything starts to make sense. Not in an alcoholics kind of way like "ah fuck I need to get drunk to see me through the day" but the feeling like "fuck yeah homie, this is it, this is the taste of the new world buddy, this is what Montazuma and all of those bad motherfuckers over in Chile were working for back in the day! They weren't sacrificiing people for fun, they were doing that shit to please god, so that in 2,000,000 years people like me could pound wine grown and pressed in their fine lands in order to put a smile on my face" youknow what I mean? This is it, I'mat the bottomof mybottle of red, the smile is ear to ear, Downfall is on the telly (fuck it's dark, I've put it on mute, the germanaccent remindsmeof the ex-missus and that hit is HEAVY! Truestory)
Man I'm drunk, but man I'm alive. You know? 12 months ago I was ba;ls deep in shit,literally and in a funny kind of way too. Job was about to die, no prospects due to the recession and economic downturn, and here I am, 12 onths, over 350 odd days later with things on the up. That;s fucking right, things are looking good beyyyyyotch. got my shit in check, got places to go,people to see, things to do, and I'm on the home straight to the capital city of WIN! I'moff to some foreign and, and yeah i'll be on the news making moooooooooooooves yeah!
Seeyouat the party Richter, I'm gonna be at Hyde Park christmas market all day but i'll bowl up to Camden en route to Kings Cross for a few cheeky gins and a chin wag x 100000000000000. Hillbilly, Iwant to see you, Henry too, fuck it, everybody, let's crack a bottle and hit it through a funnel, you know what I mean. Has corny gone round the world like Phillius Fogg yet?Is he really going ina baloon? I heard he was,that's some Richard Bransoon shit riht there. Balling.
It's all about the ride yo.