Mum's the Word

Well, a proclamation of the situation tends to bend
When you have too much to drink and you piss off your friends
You can't talk and you can't walk and you don't know your name
You find yourself attracted to a very ugly dame

The booze just kills your conscience and your dick is in your hand
And you don't know who the fuck is in your bed, go!

Well, a proclamation of the situation tends to bend
When you have too much to drink and you piss off your friends
You can't talk and you can't walk and you don't know your name
You find yourself attracted to a very ugly dame

The booze just kills your conscience and your dick is in your hand
And you don't know who the fuck is in your bed



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Andrew Robertson, Sascha Thomas Michael Lazor, Carter Benson
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