.[Verse 1]
All shook up on there's no fairs
Flat lemonade for the pleasure of the kids
But we prefer our drinking cold
I guess the grave been growing on the mould
Hand full of smash on a twenty pound note,
Eitherâs fine for pouring down the throat
Five and Six, As.
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