GOOSED

[Verse 1]
Bell me mate Billy Brimstone and get yourself a Nuke Proof Suit
Cause it's going off like mizzy night on Tuebrook
Mute, listening to loops, living in unreality
Thinking of an excuse, better than I was goosed
To get me "ourra" whatever I'm gettin "ourra" (ourra = out of)
Know what I'm saying la? Yeah? Nah? Nah? Yeah!
The news reports; there's only losers in this brutal sport
Choose which massacre you support
(I'm) sitting off in the clouds, watching planets form
Until the Matrix crashed, blocking ads for porn
Torn between; whether I should not give a shit or a fuck
Putting you down while I'm living it up
This is a pop hit for the club
616 is for the kids in the hood
I want a spacious, 2 bed, well lit coffin
You don't know what you've got till it's gone, I miss nothin'

[Chorus]
Know what the fuck I'm sayin'
It's all gone to shit so there's no point in prayin'
(SORTED OF REPEATED X 4)

[Verse 2]
Don't let me catch you slipping like Wenger in lime street
I'm stepping on your dreams with elephant sized feet
Then walking off into where the heavens skies meet, can in hand
And you best believe the laughter's canned
A few bags of sand short of the average cost of livin'
I'd be a walking contradiction if I wasn't sittin'
Politickin', waiting for the plot to thicken
But I'm off if drinkin' Isn't in the job description
I've got the right addiction but the wrong prescription
And time on me hands but nothin' in em'
You don't want to listen but I'm givin you the what for
Like do you know who I am? Cause I'm not sure anymore
But it doesn't matter anyway
You probably already know like the NSA
Too broke to mend
Waiting for this Scouse/Wooly back rap music to trend
It's cool though, can't do it; pretend
People read me like a book but I ruin the end
That's lovely but me smile wouldn't load
I'm over the top, down the other side, and a mile up the road