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)