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murder at the party dome - jam baxter x lee scott lyrics

[jam baxter]
yeah
yeah
yeah

still deprived of sleep
i’ll give myself a high*5 if i survive the week
in the sky blindfolded tryna find my feet
guess i’m bugging out
jams and the giant peach
we were kids gumming dizzle down on brighton beach
i guess real life’s playing hide and seek
i’ll reach your yard if you supply the beak
got your bredrin yellin’ “who’s been belling dial*a*freak?”

[jack jetson]
surrounding by mixing desks chewing fruity loops
and fantasising ’bout shooting up famous music groups
i take acid like an everyday tablet though
my real life diet * mcdonalds and packs of haribo
scumbro, shout to st**zy sam
greasy pan of organs in the costume of a decent man
evil gang
live in neverland, peter pan
i need a gram, a litre of lean, and to eat a xan’
[lee scott]
i need a plan
my life is like a visa scam
in a hole but
stretch it out like steely dan
i’m sticking up the pizza man to feed the fam
sacrifice people and free the lamb
lee’s the last latchkey kid
you’d ever wanna go greggs cheese & ham pasty with
i’m deconstruct the beaver dam nasty
when something needs doing jesus’ dad asks me

[stinkin slumrok]
yeah motherf*cker you know what time this is
it’s happy hour, i’ll take two of those
yeah, one of those
got a smile on

[lee scott]
i’m just tryna say the same sh*t in different ways
in a daze
it’s not over ’til the fat lady sings me praise
but even then there’s a betting chance
i’ll come back like “f*ck that, get to france”
’til we’re squared up, like a 5%*er stance
you make it rain, i do the ‘just right’ weather dance
necking grants whisky
with apple juice the healthy way
i’d be clean and sober if i wasn’t tipsy every day
and plastered on the weekends
although i don’t know when the week ends
i’ll bell you on dizz
sounding like ‘bell you on dizz’
2 + 2 is whatever the f*ck we tell you it is
616 is the square root of everything
do the math i’ll be in the future bevvying
[stinkin slumrok]
let the pendulum swing
relocate your chin
sixty one six for kids
slummy free your ting
catch one in your flat with the bat straight rummaging
bring the [?] in
the [?] will make your nephew sing
man said hit the belly, saw the size and couldn’t stomach it
why the f*ck you mumblin?
get buried in that swampy sh*t
nothing’s hunky dory
heard the door now slummys storming in
keep the [?]
can’t lose what man are coming with

[jam baxter]
i’m on the 10th floor
eyeing up the minibar
this skets half asleep, i guess i better get busy
sink the miniatures, heat resistant icarus
give these kids tinnitus, screaming through the city
ears ringing like a trapline
elected as the lord of all landslides
you’ll never see the vessel titanic 2 capsize
water’s getting wavy watching mankind flatline
but you ain’t gonna draw for the defibrillator
on that liquor train, next stop liver failure
new*born brain stems squirming in the incubator
uber to the radison to lash this sh*t with nymphomania
[stinkin slumrok]
ay you know what this is
it’s happy hour
27 hours a day
9 days a week

- jam baxter x lee scott lyrics

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