Marx - Mucky Pup Lyrics

Ya know what, last night must have been hectic
Wasn't even meant to go out, so unexpected
Double voddy Redbulls, we be on some next shit
I stumble through the process like the Tories with Brexit
These unplanned nights are what I find best
Smoke hits my chest, stench of shit on my breath
If I'm not at work, I'll probably be on the sesh
The same reason I'ma have a premature death
The plate gets passed around and I wait my turn
Next day I see my face on rate my gurn
Hit the back of your throat, shit my face might burn
I'm in tune with everything, have a safe night girls
Played a couple festivals, but never been Tramlines
Tried a few things, yeah I tanned a few gramlines
Listen, I'm just laying out the plain facts
Snorter in each nostril, I call it train tracks
Don't misconstrue this as me glorifying
'Cause if you see me on it, then you saw me dying
A perfect match, thank you for applying
Start demoralising just before arriving
Could wake up in a bin, maybe Hedon Road Track
Carrick mate, you're never gonna get your phone back
Impossible to keep up, let alone last
Jump on my twokker and pedal home fast
Woke up this morning, don't know I got home
I got the keys, and no lost phone
Pupils dilated, ain't seen eyes wide as them
An early night for me, ends at five AM
I pull out my key and have a poke in the bag
Absolutely twisted, just smoking my skag
Mad night, I think I sniffed coke with your Dad
But I can't say, I wasn't focusing lad

I'm a mucky pup

I see ghosts and spirits alongside Bill Murray
Crossdressing and sweating like I was Tim Curry
I used to rush, now I'm not in a hurry
See instead of excitement, I go scatty and worry
It comes to a point where getting high ain't enough
Wired as f*ck, transforming with Shia LeBeouf
Pour yourself one, and make sure I get a cup
And if you've got a joint mate, please fire it up
Wearing trackies and a gurn, looking scruffy as f*ck
First place prize for the muckiest pup
Maybe it's about time that I got clean
But the best memories are when I'm offbean
Sometimes, I feel too old for this shit
Existential crisis while rolling a biff
God bless the one who sold me this shit
I'm going bad off it, but I was told it's legit
Shit! The world is spinning and so are you
At a random gaff with the weirdest crew
Slipping into a hole, yeah I fear it too
Degenerates, look at all the gear we do
The only reason that I'm up at this time's
To sit and chat shit, smoke spliffs and sniff lines
Can't hack it anymore, this shit's defeated me
I'm telling everyone I love them repeatedly
A one way ticket in the wrong direction
Stood, horrified at my own reflection
Headgone John, thoughts so perplexing
Can't feel my face, I can't get an erection
Absolutely bombed out to the nines
Embrace the comedown, chonged out of our minds
Can't prohibit my use, you ain't Rex Banner
So just keep the night going and play the next banger

I'm a mucky pup