Douse the fire with Petrol

My crew has left me, in a vest
Tied to a lamp post
It was their idea of a fucking Joke
At some stage, I'll get my revenge
Pull them up fast so they get the bends
Flipping the bird out the back of a spaceship
Come on down to the next round
Take me to the unsound
Got an arse full of bleeps
A pocket full of beats
I grew up on the streets
But mainly in the house

We douse the fire with petrol
You know we keep hit hot and sexual
With the sweat dripping of your nipples
No half measures, we do it tripple

I like wearing woman's underwear
I'm a bitch and I don't care
Won't you go outside and get some fresh air
While you're out there, a pack of Bennies would be lovely.

This time we're coming harder than the next time
This time we're coming harder
Coffee's starting to kick in
Getting a kickin'
is what you're getting
Fucking bed wetters should have never left home
Should have never let her get a handle on this
Streak of piss, Now give us a kiss.
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