Illinformed - The Pits lyrics

Leaf Dog: Coughing up lung bu*ter, I can feel my throat's lump You're thinking that the picture jumpy, so we head for bad country Fresh days in the park, slugs looking real lovely, a** chunky type of poor rats that ain't fluffy Then I see this one husky, she walks nearer, the type that you would see with your local drug dealer As she opens her trap, it all gets clearer, talking like she's on a level but I can't hear her She appeared to be what you call a good catch, but you're f**ed if the next-man's money you can't match This Venus flytrap walked away in disbelief with a slug-trail following shouting "You thief!" All I want is some peace on this sunshine day, so I told her I was good and I sent her on her way I ain't got time to play, only money to burn haze So scarce they won't rep, I ain't got much to say So we carried on, chilling until the late night Feeling high, cause no rain in England is a rare sight Everybody's looking drunk, I can tell there'll be a fight Then some kiddies kick off over a girl they both like All I heard's a smash fight, then the shouting stopping One lying on the floor with the other pissing on him- a straight wronging, and all for the wet rug, when you're lying in your bed remember it's what you dug Then I seen the same slug beefing at the man that did it That could've been me with in need of a new jaw fitted You heard her shout him out- how she's going to the clinic She didn't mean to f** him, and she wasn't really with it It's fully twisted, but you know the real reason was to get him back for cheating on her, now she feels even It's mating season, but be careful where you dip, cos' a nice cave can turn into a deadly spiked pit