SLUGLIFE

There’s diesel in my petrol generator There's no coffee on my grounds I'm sleeping in the elevator Dreaming in mellow jazz sounds There's a man with a bag And heard he is coming 'round And he has a few answers for me And that he can help me sleep again I heard he tells a sad story That comes up daisies by the end I just need a little time We're getting there I just need a little time We'rе getting there I just need a littlе time We’re getting there I'm shining my boots And slicking my hair My spirit has a ruptured spleen The neighbours see me through the window I do my best to keep them keen A binbag raindance on tiptoes I heard you've got a dog And he's been through the throes And he has a few answers for me And he can help me wake again I heard he tells a sad story That comes up daisies by the end I just need a little time We're getting there I just need a little time We're getting there I just need a little time We’re getting there I'm shinning my boots And slicking my hair (Slug life) Just finding my pace (Slug life) Just minding my way (Slug life)