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Correct Some Of These Plants Are Burnt Lyrics
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Correct Some Of These Plants Are Burnt
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(Chorus) Some of these plants are burnt But all of these plants are wet You’ve done well darling you’ve worked hard It’s been a struggle but now you are all set (verse 1) Rubber gloves what am I doing? Melton Mowbray home of the pork pie And now home to the demise of my bank holiday weekend I could make a small fortune selling the crap on these scissors I might need to have a number two on your loo If that’s alright sister I think that was a little more information than she needed But I’m too pissed And this is hardly a formal setting (Chorus) Some of these plants are burnt But all of these plants are wet You’ve done well darling you’ve worked hard It’s been a struggle but now you are all set (Verse 2) The ride was nice Country lanes comfort my bad brains You can arsehole if you think I am doing this straight mate I need some chisel Don’t worry he tells me It’s coming As does doing me head in He’s buying scissors and I’m buying beer Four cans slip through my fingers and hit the floor I’m pissed and I stink It doesn’t look good So I calmly place them back and get another 4 Le grand Stella You look like Paul Weller Fuck off The search for the truth has actually resulted in me living a lie I haven’t got a soul darling, my fingers are custard yellow and I never cry (Chorus) Some of these plants are burnt But all of these plants are wet You’ve done well darling you’ve worked hard It’s been a struggle but now you are all set (Verse 3) She seems nice until she’s gets her phone out Video phones are up there as one of the worst inventions ever I don’t do bestiality babe put it away and go get me another stella please We finish up around 6 o’clock But there is still lots to do I know the chisel is coming So I volunteer to finish it off Alright mate there’s you thing You alright on your own I’ve got to chip off No problem I’ve got four bags of smoke A demo to listen to A bit of that Do what you want man Yeah you Fuck off At the end of a binge when you run out of everything Your brain and your blood are draining It’s only then you feel and think about the things that matter The woman that you still love that will never come back to you A silent scream down a greasy pole Memories Love and pain Prehistoric insects Crawling out of every hole Bleeding noses I wanna be, I wanna sound as good as the Stone Roses My teeth feel like chalk I don’t fancy the walk So I’m kipping here I’ll get to sleep eventually Put a porno on Shotgun a load of beer (Chorus) Some of these plants are burnt But all of these plants are wet You’ve done well darling you’ve worked hard It’s been a struggle but now you are all set
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