Bunchof**ingoofs - f**en Right Yer Sick lyrics

As i pa** you on the street I hear you whine, f**, i'm so sick I'm sure don't have the flu f** you, why don't you s** my dick You don't look like you're lying Cos you really do look like sh** You can't get your life force flowing Without another f**ing hit And another f**ing hit And another f**ing hit And another f**ing hit You keep control of your doorway Won't let anyone cut your gra** And look pathetic panning change From businesscum as they pa** Looking for any sympathy Like your real problem was really bad luck You're all just pitiful losers And that's why i don't give a f** That's why i don't give a f** You knew that it was bad news From the first time you did a whack Now your f**ed and whining Cos you're wired to sh** on smack And all the times you stuck up Your f**ing nose at all the facts You were just proving to yourself That you were on the wrong track You said that with you it was different And it was totally under control You didn't realize just how fast That garbage takes it's toll You laughed about the other losers And said you didn't give a f** But it you that's now crying That you didn't make your own luck So you thought that you were different And immune to a junkies fate You don't even need to figure it out Cos it's already too f**ing late Some one will find you face down Dead and stiff in a puddle of puke And if i'm wrong and you survive It will be a total f**ing fluke