The Juggernaut

I always get that call in the morning
Telling me you left your money with the wallet from that girls' pocket last night
Sun came up we were on the grass
Your hands and talons seem to grasp for the last drop of your Coors lite
You turn to me as if to say
Mate what we doing today
And what'd we do last night

Being young, being drunk and all pissed off
Watching girls twice our age downing Smirnoff
What a life
Picking fights with the next geezer that stares in me eyes watch my ears and nostrils flare
Hit him there
Down the street see some tracky bottom pricks, ego's full cause they spent eighty quid on kicks
Tiny dicks
Come up with their trousers below their knees talking roadman like "bruv and innit b"
Learn English please

Too late to be out drinking, too young to be overthinking
Now your folks won't let you out for another week
Carlsberg tastes like piss you know it, in the end you'll always blow it
Cause the only words that you're able to speak, are

Stop
The night begins to freeze
We're up to our knees
Stop
She makes eyes with me
Hold my bottle please
(1, 2, 3 go)
Watch the men come up all dressed in blue
Come up to us like "what'd we do
What's wrong with you?"
"Please sir can you walk in a straight line"
For God's sake officer I'm feeling fine
What a lie

Too late to be out drinking, too young to be overthinking
Now your folks won't let you out for another week
Carlsberg tastes like piss you know it, in the end you'll always blow it
Cause the only words that you're able to speak, are

(Woooo, oi oi)
Too late to be out drinking, too young to be overthinking
Now your folks won't let you out for another week
Carlsberg tastes like piss you know it, in the end you'll always blow it
Cause the only words that you're able to speak, are



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