Porl歌詞

作詞 : Trady
作曲 : JAKOMO/Trady
We lost Paul
In a country tense to brawl
Slavic state we drink til dawn
Kiev clubs we smashed em all
Classic mates
Mashed and fall
6 o’clock
Finish the crawl
Where the **** is that idiot that dresses up as darth maul
In a street so dark and bleak full of creeps
Where locals laughed everytime you ****ing speak
Fags and beer ridiculously cheap
Knife point weapons in the strip clubs
Smithy boy stood with his thumbs up
Don’t compare us these thick cunts
Drugs and guns and rubbing gums
Look at us 6 studs
With Empty lungs And empty funds
Sleeping rough becomes a glove
With 3 fingers
Cos ones been cut
Hangover stuff
Least I wake up in my own bed
Like a normal drunk
We found Paul infront of a bus with police all over us
He's Naked
and still outta his skull
and the first thing he said was
My tongues a slug
I need a jug
Boys get me to the next bar
Uber car
No need for my id
It’s in this ****ing sluts bra
Text me da
More mullah
Let’s hit the street
5 litres never beat us
No one came near us
Tatey boy reappears
Shots and beers
Vodka tequilas margaritas
Gins spills and pills
Sipping cups
Tipping cashiers Hryvnia
Under cut
Were out of here
Typical
Paul’s text saying seeya
Probably in pripyat with a diva
Telling her he seen it happen
He was there with dimitri
He pressed the button for real
April 26 in 86 a normal day you feeling
Paul McGee Turned up for work
and the world was radiated
Oh dear
Bus to Chernobyl rolled up hold up one person out cold
Get him to throw up
Do donuts
We’re grownups
Stay focused
Lads notice
50 thousand people used to live here
Now rodents run the place
After its blown up
Paul’s asked me if he can take home a sofa
Aromas death and comas
Paul said
What about another explosion
I told him
It’s not gunna happen
We’re walking through the streets
It all snapped in
Strips off his clothes
He’s Not acting
Explained to the tour guide
He’s handicapped and she just laughed
While we looked back at him
Turning his snapback
That’s not what we meant Paul
You’re naked again
Shaft out still smashed
I’m surprised
You never got done
For harassment or out
Followed up by asking her if Chernobyl was known for its Fanny and town or clout
She looked around
How the ****
Do you even
Let him out
Every night it got dafter
Bottles smashed and grafting
Our banter
Our accent helped with the patter
Paul’s chatter was asking these lasses
Are you a hacker
Cos my tinder matches are you and you and I live a couple miles away
From this damn reactor
Or am I on a badden
Pre cum and dancer
-3 and we were wrapped up in blankets
Paul’s repping factor 30 and Gucci sandals
His stagger still worked and they were flattered
But that’s Kiev and Mcgee a story told to be
and that’s a classic
It’s ****ing massive
If this track wasn’t two minutes I’d tell you a lot more what's happened