Zzzonked

Mate, I'm zonked absolutely spent I think I'm gonna give my eyes up for lent I'll use my sockets to stock stones instead And with an icy cold stare, I'll hide bones in your bed Mate, please accept this invitation, so I can take you away 'Cause there's a one in forty thousand chance That asteroid Apophis will collide With the earth in less than twenty years, oh my god Roll up for the knees up business Instead of staring at your Stella desperately for inspiration Belt up and quiver at your indignation I ain't saying anything that could be construed as an apology There's another case study for anthropology I know, let's announce embargos and denounce our far foes Ingrowing egos a syntax he knows It's just distance that separates us Or are we really all ethnocentric-ally inclined? Mate, what the fuck are you on about? This is a draconian law, I protest, I protest The herd is rowdy, the squad is vexed The herd is rowdy, the squad is vexed Squad Up!