When the weekend lands. All that exists is clubs, drugs, pubs and parties.
Im sending smoke signals Tonto style,
Im blowing steam out my head like a screaming kettle,
Im talking cod-shit to strangers all night,
Im losing the plot on the dance floor,
Im getting more spaced out than Neil Armstrong ever did,
Im going to never-never land with my chosen family,
Im having the best time of my life, Being off my pickle and feeling the music,
Do you know what I mean? Cushti, I knew you wouldnt let me down, I knew it!!


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how jedi are you? :: by lawrie malen

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