You're In It

Sometimes you can't smell the shit till you're in it

I know your friends really think that you're winning

Look again and the enemies are grinning

California teeth

I had a nightmare, you were in it

Biting the pillow, I bit the bullet

Sometimes you can't smell the shit till you're in it

Sometimes you can't smell the shit till you're in it

You are exceptional at being sexual

It's just a ritual women do to get men

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I don't mind this idea of heaven

It's just god, maybe man's in it

I'd rather be in hell with all the sinners

Seems more fun with the sex and the drugs!

I was a bad boy in my films so I'll be

Running from Jesus and his [?]

But I left my trainers under your bed, oh no!

You are exceptional at being sexual

It's just a ritual women do to get men

I have to warn me, I am so horny

And if you let me, I'll put my bloody hands all over your heart

Man, they treat this town like it's a toilet

It's full of commoners and foreigners in it

They all seem so pale, uptight, and jaded

On the train home on Wednesday evening

Congratulations, you're in it

Congratulations, you are in it

Sometimes you can't smell the shit till you're in it, man

Sometimes you can't smell the shit till you're in it

You are exceptional at being sexual

It's just a ritual women do to get men

If there was one thing that I regret

It's not doing more sex and drugs before I was sixty-four

Don't get me wrong

I'm no superman

And I need someone to remind me that things can go wrong

Yeah, terribly terribly wrong

Even [?] needs someone to talk to

Not really emotional, we're not American

Don't wanna go down to Oprah Avenue