[Intro: Ryan "Fitzy" Fitzgerald]
Hey, yep, look it's me again mate. I just wanted to say look I'm sorry for not coming to the club. I know you guys think it's the bees knees. It's the—it's the surf 'n' turf of any pub menu. It's the Dr Harry of your holidays, but—yeah, well look, can you—can you just give me a call when you're out, yeah?
[Verse 1: Sesta]
I ain't going out 'less I have to
Kind of like living life in a vacuum
I don't mean like space and stuff
I mean everybody looking at me saying I suck (you suck!)
Nope, I'm livin' in a paradise
Very nice, packin' one of these then I'm paralysed
When insanity reigns outside of these four walls of terror
Forget a plan to leave, my phone beepin' like a fuckin' beacon
"Hey what you doin' on the weekend?"
Playin' with my dick and peekin' outside of my venetian's
Like BDP did by all means necessary
There's a party at my place, nobody's invited
Keep ringing the door and I keep hidin'
Buy my own island and nobody's allowed inside it
For real
[Interlude: Ryan "Fitzy" Fitzgerald]
Mate, can you just give me a call when you're done?
[Hook: Sesta]
You think I'm kinda crazy
I think you mad as well
You wouldn't understand
A thing I'm thinking, I can tell
Take a quick look inside of my world
And see wherever it takes me
If you still think I'm crazy
I think you mad as hell
[Interlude: Ryan "Fitzy" Fitzgerald]
Oh yeah. Hey mate it's me again. Hey look, I was just thinking, I dunno maybe we could go for a jump off the jetty dude. I think you Let's go get a couple of pieces of flake and some minimum chips. Let's just hang ey
[Verse 2: Trials]
To all my people that be giving it up
In the bathroom tryna divvy it up
You'd better be careful when messin' with them serious drugs
If they can turn Shane Warne into a Hilary Duff
I said "fuck no!", you ain't even need to get fancy
But coughin' in my face like I'm burying family
It's too close!, man I feel like Manute Bol
Jumping through a loophole, I gotta leave it
While I'm still breathin', book in a holiday
Nut stains so old they lookin' like Hollandaise
Running through my red carpet like Bolognese spaghetti
I just wanna celebrate and bust my confetti
Till I'm ready for that big sleep
Drinking piss in a club full of shit like they pig cheeks
See me walking out with nothing more to talk about
You all about hanging out like Mercede Corby mouth
[Interlude: Ryan "Fitzy" Fitzgerald]
Cause to be honest with you that whole big night thing, it can go and get fuuu-
[Hook: Sesta]
You think I'm kinda crazy
I think you mad as well
You wouldn't understand
A thing I'm thinking, I can tell
Take a quick look inside of my world
And see wherever it takes me
If you still think I'm crazy
I think you mad as hell
[Interlude: Ryan "Fitzy" Fitzgerald]
Ey mate. Hey, yeah awesome. Ey, yeah, let's go dancing mate. Let's do the running man, the robot. Fuck, get out of there bro. Give me a call
[Verse 3: Hons]
Got that Netflix Original, chilling like Walt Disney
By myself single as the malt in my whiskey
Drink it till I'm mad as hell
These days sex shops only place that I bag a girl
I'm pathetic, but I don't need your empathy
Blowing up my spot like the doll was right next to me
Shit, did you hear what she said to me?
I'mma need a puncture repair kit and Red Bull for energy
Thirty-three years old, turned into a fucking hermit crab
Only time I leave the house, the drive to work and back
Do nothing on my two days off
Just killing boars in a forest then ruining socks
Now I know that I shouldn't stroke my ego man
But it feels so good with Dorito hands
Till the shame comes when I'm by myself
So I guess that I'm mad as hell
[Interlude: Ryan "Fitzy" Fitzgerald]
Hey bro. It's me, again. You think I'm pathetic don't ya? Bit of a nerd, dickhead, drongo. Well you're wrong, bro. I'm fuckin' pizza pockets, mate
[Hook: Sesta]
You think I'm kinda crazy
I think you mad as well
You wouldn't understand
A thing I'm thinking, I can tell
Take a quick look inside of my world
And see wherever it takes me
If you still think I'm crazy
I think you mad as hell
You think I'm kinda crazy
I think you mad as well
You wouldn't understand
A thing I'm thinking, I can tell
Take a quick look inside of my world
And see wherever it takes me
If you still think I'm crazy
I think you mad as hell
I think you mad as hell
I think you mad as hell
[Interlude: Ryan "Fitzy" Fitzgerald]
It's me again. Look, sorry about before. I—If you're out, I just wanna say Law & Order's just finished and I'll be fucked if I know what I'm doing for the rest of the night
READ MORE ABOUT FUNKOARS
