the toothpaste, last night at half past ten,
drinking, sweetie, please don't bash me up again"
me off for one last time, she won't do that no more,
bitch went off to bed and locked the bloody door!
Well, what's a
bloke to do? I necked another cask of wine
And brooded on
the sofa, I will teach the little swine!
Locked out of
the bedroom, well, the cow would have to pay -
I'm glad to
see the end of her - don't want her anyway.
poison is mongrel stuff, it sure does do the trick,
First you get
these painful cramps and then start being sick,
lining melts and all your bowels turn into jelly,
It's like a
thousand razor blades, flying round your belly.
And then there
comes a blackness - Hey! There must be some mistake!
left the bedroom yet, oh, for heaven's sake...
It's ME headed
for Satan and his hell fire beneath
I woke up with
a hangover - forgot - and brushed MY teeth!