• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Bulbs - Van Morrison
• Playboys - The Rasmus
• Playboys - Rasmus
• Polyps - Cattle Decapitation
• Playboys - Mono
• Blow & Booze - Heartbreak Ridge

I'm kicking off from centre field
A question of being down for the game
The one shot deal don't matter
And the other one's the same
Oh! My friend I see you
Want you to come through (alright)
And she's standing in the shadows
Where the street lights all turn blue
She leaving Pan American (uhuh)
Suitcase in her hand
I said her brothers and her sisters
Are all on Atlantic sand
She's screaming through the alley way
I hear the lonely cry, why can't you?
And her batteries are corroded
And her hundred watt bulb just blew
Lallallal.. alright...huhuhhuh
She used to hang out at Miss Lucy's
Every weekend they would get loose
And it was a straight clear case of
Having taken in too much juice
It was outside, and it was outside
Just the nature of the person
Now all you got to remember
After all, it's just show biz
Lallalal...huhuh...lallal
We're just screaming through the alley way
I hear her lonely cry, ah why can't you?
And she's standing in the shadows
Canal street lights all turn blue
And she's standing in the shadows
Where the street lights all turn blue
And she's standing in the shadows

As you might know my father is a rich man,
his father was rich, I'm gonna be a rich man too,
oh yeah! Right now my job is to have fun,
but whatever I want, just be with my girl, it's such fun,
you know.
I guess you don't
'cos your daddy ain't driving a rolls royce,
n' your family ain't famous after all.
I flush my money down the toilet, if it is the best choice.
Nothing is my problem see...
I don't have to pay my bills, right?
I don't have to get a job.
I don't have to train my skills, right?
'cos I will never be poor.
What would you do, if you had my money?
You wouldn't go to school, you wouldn't get a job, like me.
You'd just hang around.
You would go partys where all rich people meet,
where the people are having fun, yeah,
such fun, you know.

As you might know, my father was a rich man,
his father was rich, I'm gonna be a rich man too, oh yeah!
Right now my job is to have fun, buy whatever I want,
just be with my girl, it's such fun, you know?
I guess you don't 'cos your daddy ain't driving a Rolls Royce,
n' your family ain't famous after all.
I flush my money down the toilet, if it is the best choice.
Nothing is my problem, see?
I don't have to pay my bills, right?
I don't have to get a job.
I don't have to train my skills, right?
'Cos I will never be poor.
What would you do, if you had my money?
You wouldn't go to school, you wouldn't get a job, like me.
You'd just hang around.
You would go to the parties where all rich people meet,
where people are having fun.
Yeah, such fun, you know.
I guess you don't 'cos your daddy ain't driving a Rolls Royce,
n' your family ain't famous after all.
I flush my money down the toilet, if it is the best choice.
Nothing is my problem, see?
I don't have to pay my bills, right?
I don't have to get a job.
I don't have to train my skills, right?

An onset of polyps
Spurt from the rectum
Like a bouquet of red fingers
Painful, yet gorgeous
So, this is what you get for this life that you've led
Your blooming' tulips turning red
Pulsating
Pappular
Protuberance
Sessile villous adenoma
Deep inside we can see with colonoscopy
Stalactitical growths from hardened adipose
Formations of bags contain polypular tissue
Bursting open, causing anemia
Hystilogical tests reveal the presence of cancer
Could have been avoided, somebody made a big mistake
Substandard diet, consumption of meat led to this disease
Atypial polyps bringing you to your knees
Polypectomy
On total obstructing colorectal cancer
Merging tapeworms
Make their homes in the polyps
Blood, clots, hot enema, dead crotch, worms line the colon
Disgusting pig-worms in the polyps
Nutrients sucked - broken by solids
A flexible sigmoidoscopy
Revealing upper G.I. disease
Blood, clots, hot enema, dead crotch, worms in the polyps
Your colon shuts down
Rectus cavernosa
Finger-like polyps
Stalactyte deposits
Caved in, bleeding
Time for colostomy
Poopshoot re-route
To the side
Now a bag of excement
Is always stripped to your hip
Everyone knows it
And when you die, you'll be screaming -
Why me, Why me, Why me.
This could have been stopped
This could have been avoided
This is what you get for being alive
An onset of polyps
Spurt from the colostomy hole
This time with maggots
And hungry anal mites
So, this is what you get for this life that you've led
Better off dead.

I survived despite you
I survived despite you
'Cause I lived in you
'Cause I lived in you
I survived despite you

My mind is racin' and I'm on fire
gettin' high's my only desire
don't worry 'cuz nothin's wrong
gotta be e 'cuz my cock is gone
my jaw's not amused but I don't care
my body against me that's just not fair
total carnage in my brain
one more hit I'd go insane
doin' blow like never before
uppers and downers are my daily whores
it ain't weed I'm doin' coke
just keep tryin' not to choke
nothing compares to this stuff
prepare yourself it's gettin' rough
snort some lines so what's the matter
on stilts I walk it couldn't be better
k, h, speed and ghb
thrillin' me like double ds
don't blame me if you're too weak
now lookin' foward to some weed
blow and booze my best friends
blow and booze it all makes sense
blow and booze which I choose
blow and booze and you can't lose
blow and booze I feel fine
blow and booze now it's time