Gatheration

Oi, oi, oi
This is the midget's mansion (boy)
Yo, and if you ain't invited
You ain't comin' in (bayo)
S.O.V

It's like orcas splashin', people clashin'
Unnecessary drunken feuds, is fashion
Clean up that spilt drink or you ain't crashin'
My bed's out of bounds, so strictly no lashin'
Where's my debit card? Nobody move
You ain't gettin' out of this room until I prove
That you didn't take it and I misplaced it
Now get out my chair, I wanna trade face, pick

All these facety chicks 'ave gotta face it
Even on a Friday evening when I'm wasted
You see this life? Well, you're never gonna taste it
I don't associate with wasters

There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' messed up?
There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' mashed up?
There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' messed up?
There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' fucked up?

Now who's in my yard? I've lost count
There's ten downstairs, there's four on the couch
There's five runnin' about, someone better bounce
Before it's ding-ding and your lights are out
Or you get left out like the ginger girls, allow
Someone's vomitin', give me the sponge and towel
Allow it, I'll clean up the sick
Why have another sip if you can't even handle it?

Light-weights, I really can't stand 'em
Stay away 'for I do somethin' random
Runnin' a war 'cause all their faces are brown
And the world comes to the midget's mansion

There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' messed up?
There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' mashed up?
There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' messed up?
There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' fucked up?

Who's reachin'? Who's getting what, what?
Who's reachin'? Who's getting what, what?
Who's reachin'? Who's getting what, what?
Who's reachin'? Who's getting what?
(Yea) Who's reachin'? Who's getting what, what?
Who's reachin'? Who's getting what, what?
Who's reachin'? Who's getting what, what?
What, what, what, what?

So that's me drunk as a skunk
Shaggin' like some offbeat punks
So I got scared and went to the shop
And got my junk food, I wasn't tryin' to be rude
I was in the gatheration spirit, innit?
My bedroom stinkin' of fries and Guinness, innit?
I gave her one look and I said, "Bin it", innit?
She said that she'd be back in a minute, is it?
How 'bout next Friday?

There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' messed up?
There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' mashed up?
There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' messed up?
There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' fucked up?

There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' messed up?
There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' mashed up?
There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' messed up?
There's a gatherin', where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin'? Who's gettin' fucked up?
There's a gatherin'

Yeah, yeah, get to know this, gatheration
It's not called a house party no more
Yeah, gatheration nation, Lady Sovereign
On time, yeah, make way for the S.O.V



Credits
Writer(s): Danny Harrison, Louise Amanda Harman, Gabriel Olegavich, Arthur James Gordan Smith
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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