INABIT

Tom McGarva

I'm sittin on the couch, I think I'm going crazy
No runnin upstairs, I'm getting too lazy
I don't know what you're sayin, I couldn't give a shit
I'm floating on a cloud, so I'll see you in a bit
Wait a second, T's gonna have his say
Been walking round long time, thinking all day
What's that beat? It's almost too delicious
I'm bouncing one eyebrow, cos it's making me suspicious
The occasion is auspicious, my friends are fictitious
Treat my rhymes like vitamins, nasty yet nutritious
That's enough about my diet
My friends want me to go out, but I think I'd rather pie it
Maybe you should try it, it feels proper liberating
Like ordering a foot long, while you're fuckin masturbating
Trust me, that's just the wrong thing to do
Why would I order one, when I know I can eat two
Ha. Nah. I'm still talking about food
Coat my knees in mayo, while I'm sitting in the nude
I cover up my nipples, while it's drippin down my shin
I'm not a fucking loser, but I don't know how to win
I'm sittin on the couch, I think I'm going crazy
No runnin upstairs, I'm getting too lazy
I don't know what you're sayin, I couldn't give a shit
I'm floating on a cloud, so I'll see you in a bit
I'm sittin on the couch, the future doesn't phase me
I'm doing this for free, but hope that someone pays me
My leg is always bouncin, it's jigglin my tit
I'm floating on a cloud, so I'll see you in a bit
Yo it's sunny outside, and I'm pulling down the blind
Spend the day dreaming, about nights I left behind
I think I'm going mad, deffo goin wacko
Given up smoking, so I'm chewin on tobacco
Yes! My lungs are feeling clear
Not been drunk for ages, but still I got the fear
I need a new telly, but Aldi doesn't sell 'em
Leaving with a tent, when I went for watermelon
Ha. That middle aisle is fuckin mad
Made me buy that fishing rod, I never would've had
Oh! Going to the bank, I need another loan
A chubby little Manc, and they call me T-Bone
So! Don't want no trouble, I don't want no fuss
It's a hot day, and I'm trumping on the bus
It came out proper quiet, I know it's gonna stink
Passengers are staring, and I don't wanna blink
I'm sittin on the couch, I think I'm going crazy
No runnin upstairs, I'm getting too lazy
I don't know what you're sayin, I couldn't give a shit
I'm floating on a cloud, so I'll see you in a bit
I'm sittin on the couch, the future doesn't phase me
I'm doing this for free, but hope that someone pays me
My leg is always bouncin, it's jigglin my tit
I'm floating on a cloud, so I'll see you in a bit
I'm gettin a bit dizzy, yo T needs a rest
Takin off my undies, while I'm putting on my vest
My balls are bouncing, on the floor
Made my eyes water, when I trapped em in the door
Time to look forward, stop livin in the past
Slow the fuck down, I better do it fast
I wear a happy mask, a little uncomfortably
Men in white coats, think they're gonna come for me
In a padded cell, bouncing off the wall
Walking on my hands, but I think I'm gonna fall
I'm only messin, I don't know what I mean
I talk my own language, like a Salford Mr Bean
I'm sittin on the couch, I think I'm going crazy
No runnin upstairs, I'm getting too lazy
I don't know what you're sayin, I couldn't give a shit
I'm floating on a cloud, so I'll see you in a bit
I'm sittin on the couch, the future doesn't phase me
I'm doing this for free, but hope that someone pays me
My leg is always bouncin, it's jigglin my tit
I'm floating on a cloud, so I'll see you in a bit

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Who composed the song “INABIT” by T-Bone?
The song “INABIT” by T-Bone was composed by Tom McGarva.

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