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Chorus
In the north of the island
We get a good bit of summertime
The weather’s fine, the sun it shines
But people still find time to whine
A wee bit of rain, and we complain
As if it’s always been this way
Enjoy the shit you’ve got the day
Tomorrow - it’ll be away

Verse 1
Walk through town - feels like a disco
Looking my own, free range nympho
Girls - looking savory like Bisto
Thong, thong - God bless Sisqo
I’m your average neighborhood perve
Salivate to voluptuous curves
My sex like is well preserved
I gawk in peace - I’m a bag of nerves

I’d like a girl with a long skirt - short legs
Soya milk - and a packet of fegs
Half skin head - rest full of dreads
Peculiar - but don’t melt heads
I’ll work her ground - with my bony finger
Turn her into an operatic singer
It’s a bit better - if she’s a minger
And I don’t care if her pubes are ginger

Verse 2
Take a walk up the Cavehill - just chill
The hangover - I will distill
My thoughts come out like an oil spill
I’m a young adult - with time to kill
Diffuse in the sunshine…
Bad thoughts lose pace - get left behind
Eternal sunshine with a spotted mind
Everything is better - with some time

Smile when I want to - mother fuck you
Get lost out in Timbuktu
Swim free in a good brew
Free like a hard cunt wearing a tutu
I thought briefly about my prologue
My misery I will not prolong
But I miss my granny - and I miss my dog
So I do what I want cuz life ain’t long

Verse 3
Wake up when I’m not tired
Do the things my heart desires
At the Conor Building - I’m a liar
Cuz I don’t want to be hired
Copy Jamie Oliver for a cheap meal
Get a few quid, for a wee deal
My true joy I will not conceal
I just want to feel

A girl on my ballsack
And love running through my cardiac
Solidarity - like the all Blacks
A vibe - like a Bob Marley track
Beginning to learn - when to fuck up
Biding my time be-fore a new pup
Throwing weak jabs at laryngitis
Been driving a Caribbean bus

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from Tales of Self Preservation Gone Wrong, released May 25, 2012

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Bee Mick See Belfast, UK

Born in Portland. Lives in Belfast.
Raps and composes music.

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