One, two, three, four
Alright
In I go and say hello, hello into the kitchen
Opening a can of mild, you see I am different
Meanwhile in the front room, they're throwing shapes
All this nasty music, I must escape
Outside in the cold, cassette tape rolls, and I can be as happy as can be
Neighbours tell me, turn it down, I wear a frown, as headphones can't be found
Bummer
I have drunk my stash too fast, so I'm an explorer
Drinking someone else's cache, you see I fall over
Meanwhile in the toilet, they're vomiting
It's not lukewarm cider, it was urine
Outside night time cold
And I will walk along the streets to find my home
Inserting the key, parents in bed, I go upstairs, hold spinning head
Stoned