Dinosaurs roam in 70's suits and stink stale aftershave smells
Hunting and grunting for sweating kisses and fumbling gropes
Decaying old spice hangs from sorry wrinkled jaws
Hateful places of mistaken entwine-ments, cheap wine and shots
Cackling fag end, wine soaked women stagger and sway
Sucking the life out of nights through straws of ugly liquor
Screaming banshees yelp and cackle to the backtrack of this and that and the other
The mess of spotted youth scramble and scrape through bottled beers to ogle and swoon
Yeah you know it. I could have had her, easy, an her mate too
Nervous, newly formed wall flowered singletons hope for the night to end
Eyes fixed on exits, feet welded to the floor
Drinks served, spewed and mashed into a sweating, squelching floor
Cavemen and women re-enact the oldest story
Vomit soaked toilet cubicle ravaged by scenes of a massacre
A grunting coughing two backed beast
Nobody comes out alive
Everybody dies a little inside
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Dinosaurs roam in 70's suits and stink stale aftershave smells
Hunting and grunting for sweating kisses and fumbling gropes
Decaying old spice hangs from sorry wrinkled jaws
Hateful places of mistaken entwine-ments, cheap wine and shots
Cackling fag end, wine soaked women stagger and sway
Sucking the life out of nights through straws of ugly liquor
Screaming banshees yelp and cackle to the backtrack of this and that and the other
The mess of spotted youth scramble and scrape through bottled beers to ogle and swoon
Yeah you know it. I could have had her, easy, an her mate too
Nervous, newly formed wall flowered singletons hope for the night to end
Eyes fixed on exits, feet welded to the floor
Drinks served, spewed and mashed into a sweating, squelching floor
Cavemen and women re-enact the oldest story
Vomit soaked toilet cubicle ravaged by scenes of a massacre
A grunting coughing two backed beast
Nobody comes out alive
Everybody dies a little inside
Hunting and grunting for sweating kisses and fumbling gropes
Decaying old spice hangs from sorry wrinkled jaws
Hateful places of mistaken entwine-ments, cheap wine and shots
Cackling fag end, wine soaked women stagger and sway
Sucking the life out of nights through straws of ugly liquor
Screaming banshees yelp and cackle to the backtrack of this and that and the other
The mess of spotted youth scramble and scrape through bottled beers to ogle and swoon
Yeah you know it. I could have had her, easy, an her mate too
Nervous, newly formed wall flowered singletons hope for the night to end
Eyes fixed on exits, feet welded to the floor
Drinks served, spewed and mashed into a sweating, squelching floor
Cavemen and women re-enact the oldest story
Vomit soaked toilet cubicle ravaged by scenes of a massacre
A grunting coughing two backed beast
Nobody comes out alive
Everybody dies a little inside
Writer: Dexuality Valentino
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Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid