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We were walking into ambush
Didn't know that we could die from overall exposure to this level of pesticide
Now we're mutants, freaks of nature, barely coherent enough to lie about our relative ability to ask for a fucking ride
We've been drinking shots of whiskey, vodka, the greenest of Chartreuse
We've been pounding down the absinthe til we're little to no use to our girlfriends, parents, colleagues, pets or brothers
Just refuse in a dump where beings like us go to pass out before they puke
Pass that Jack, Citron, coke, lime and rum, Jose, Jim Beam, Old Thompson, that Absolut - Oh shit, I puked
Sorry man, that wasn't awesome
But don't mine me, just gonna see how far I'll go before this big dick goes and throws me out the door
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you
At this point we're not even playing our own songs for any of you
We're just rambling, making noise, and generally wasting all your time
But for some ridiculous reason you all find it appropriate to whine