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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jarrad Wright
Songwriter
Lyrics
Alright, this one goes a little something like this
Goin' around fucken Brown Town town
Fucken around, fucken singin' about
Mmm hmm, mmm
It's a pretty good town, mate
Sass mate come up to me and he says
"Wanna go fishin' Lez?"
And I said "You know what? Why not?"
So we popped down the jetty
Fucken hopped in the tinnie
Started up the cunt
And off we went
Its was about noon, it was a fucken good day for it, mate
Sass mate rolled a big fucking doob
Off some skits shit that he grew
And fucken oath, cunt, I can smell it from here
Hasn't even fucken lit it yet
So Sass mate lit the doobsken
Took a great big draw
Kind that'll make ya fucken throat sore
Then he passed it to me
(Oh fuck, what'd you do then Lez?)
Fucken tell ya what I did, Donny
I took a great big fuckin' toke
And fucken oath, cunt it made me choke
And fucken hell mate, I got so high
I thought I was gonna die
Then I said to Sass mate
"Can we go to shore?"
And he said "Sure mate, what for?"
I said "I need to hang a fucken bush poo"
He said "Mate go do what ya gotta do"
And I said "Hmm, fuck yeah, fucken oath"
So I'm squattin' in the fuckin' bush
Still stoned off Sass mate's kush
And I'm pumping out this great big bog
Fucken size of a log
(Mmm hmm hm, mmm)
So Sass mate, still fishin'
Catchin' bream
There's no leaves around to wipe my arse
Gotta go for a swim
Cunt
Written by: Jarrad Wright