Stumble in I’m fumbling again and my tummy rumbling Found comfort on the rocks, ironic In a tonic and gin Bout’ an hour till sunrise But the after party don’t die I’m looking at the clock its lunchtime No more lines Sat there with your Motorola Blem behind ear and a dodgy Coca Cola Nobody’s sober, no available sofa Wait for the shop to open, mad McLovin’ a substance even though you know that it’s superbad Get back on track like the Branson’s It ain’t magic, even in the Hampton’s With a few days retreat Away from the world and the traffic on the streets Bluetooth tunes in the back with the speaker Leavе the soundtrack, sacred featurе It’s the perfect season Late sunsets early starts on the weekend Pull an all nighter, seem a bit brighter Have you got a lighter, that’s all you need then Hook Tryna get my thoughts in order Structured thinking turn to sawdust I’m not too sure if it’s all above the board but I’m a little a bit bored So just have bit more We got all sorts in the stores Pay up front on the door Cash only of course But im a little bit bored So just have a bit more Carry on til dawn, let out a fat yawn I’m off to bed now, be sound in the morn Sat round in the circle burdened under the thought of the night time turning From misty dark grey to the day Got some asleep, some wide awake gurning Spare me a shilling, he’s spinning Too many tinnies, a little concerning Should be a bit more like Boris Conserve a bit while your slurping Still stumbling I’ve hit the bed in the end but my tummy still rumbling G&T settled in so now I‘m struggling to type my pin Half an hour till sunrise, but the after party don’t die Tick tock on the clock Had mock the week on, forgot Been rolling what’s in my pot 4 days on the trot Not a lot yet it’s got to stop Lying back feels cotch Staring at the ceiling and the bubbles popped That’s my spirit level gone Spinning on my swivel chair for long Turned all my bottles into bongs? could be wrong If I’m not, then could you not Hook Tryna get my thoughts in order Structured thinking turn to sawdust I’m not sure if it’s all above the board but I’m a little a bit bored