Slugeye

Slugeye comes slithering in through the back door
He hates his ex, but she hates him more
He calls her crazy, says she's a whore
She's a whore

Slugeye so lazy, got nowhere to be
He sips his Red Stripe all through the week
He's got a secret he's tryna keep
Yeah, it's not deep

Choke me in my restless sleep
Throw me in your council bin
Who will love you, darlin'?
Who will love you, darlin'?

Screams out the news, "They're feeding your fears"
"Yeah, fuck the government," but nobody hears
Maybe he'll move on, maybe next year
But January's here

Choke me in my restless sleep
Throw me in your council bin
Who will love you, darlin'?
Who will love you, darlin'?

Who will love you, darlin'?
Who will love you, darlin'?
Who will love you, darlin'?
Who will love you, darlin'?

(Who will love you, darlin'?) Who will love you, darlin'?
(Who will love you, darlin'?) Who will love you, darlin'?
(Who will love you, darlin'?) Who will love you, darlin'?
Who will love you, darlin'?



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander George Edward Crossan, Madeleine Haenlein
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