Goldie Lookin Chain - House Party lyrics
[Goldie Lookin Chain - House Party lyrics]
10 Past 10, the word's around
There's a party going down in Newport town
Loads of free booze and they gonna feed us
I steps to it in my new white Adidas
Like comedy, with John Candy
It's funny to see, my mate Ballsey
You think he's got the munchies
And he's eating a Snickers
But he's walking around the kitchen
In your mothers knickers
Party in the bedroom
The kitchen and the corridor
Everybody's high cos I'm the
Fucking draw ambassador
No smoking, what the fuck is that
I'll cane your 9 bar and I'll
Rob your fuckin' 4 pack
It's a house party like Kid N Play
The DJ's being sick in the fucking hallway
Chain Gang crew and we're back on the draw
It's the party get on the dance floor!
10 Past 10, the party's on
So get down, and smoke a bong!
10 Past 10, the party's on
So get down, and smoke a bong! You knows!
Sambuca, Tenants Super, just lager, rose
Wine - the pink stuff, error vodka!
Weed, Eggies, Builders Whizz, Mushrooms
Yellow Pages and French polishes
Antique tables and expensive furs
Oh son, you're never gonna learn
The living room carpet's full of fag burns!
Everybody's high with the lights down low
At the house party, or is it a bungalow?
Feeling the vibe, and letting it flow
Just had a bong, now it's going really slow
You're turning white and
You're stumbling upstairs
You're like the zombie from
My fucking nightmares
You're turning green with the
Thousand yard stares
Covered in sick, but you just don't care!
Oh 11pm things are just getting started
The music gets louder all
The dickheads have departed
I roll myself a jazzy then
I sit back and wait
For my boys to come back from
The pub with a crate
In your mum's drinks cabinet
Break out the Pimms and the Bristol Creams
It's like an episode of Skins
Wasted! Lost control of my bowels
Run out of toilet paper so
I'm using your towels!
10 past 12 turn up the bass
Turn up the treble, I'm off my face!
10 past 12 turn up the bass
Turn up the treble, I'm off my face!
They got Gordons Gin, Grand
Mariner, Metaxa, Bells Whisky
And Baileys Original Irish Cream
10 past 2 the council knocks the door
The music's too loud and it stinks of draw
Some kids naked walking around with a stiff
And your next door neighbour's with
The vicar having spliff
I can't believe it - where are all the birds?
I'm not gonna pull so I break out the herbs
Shit on the walls like my man Bobby Sands
This party's got me fucked and
It's ruined my plans
Oh, you got any draw there?
I think Paul's got draw
I don'ti haven't got any
Draw lefti'll have to
Go through the ashtrays do
Roach head classics
10 past 6 it's all gone wrong
Run out of weed nothing left for my bong!
10 past 6 it's all gone wrong
Run out of weed nothing left for my bong!
Who's at the door? It's
The police, shit, shit
It's the police is it the
Police? Who's at the door?
Just as the fucking Ecky's kicking
In as well man! Fuck I'm going into space!
I'm not doing time for
Wrecking someone’s house up
It's not even my house
I don't even know where we are!
Who's house is it?!
Fucking hell it is the police an all! Shit!
Where's Paul gone?!
There's a party going down in Newport town
Loads of free booze and they gonna feed us
I steps to it in my new white Adidas
Like comedy, with John Candy
It's funny to see, my mate Ballsey
You think he's got the munchies
And he's eating a Snickers
But he's walking around the kitchen
In your mothers knickers
Party in the bedroom
The kitchen and the corridor
Everybody's high cos I'm the
Fucking draw ambassador
No smoking, what the fuck is that
I'll cane your 9 bar and I'll
Rob your fuckin' 4 pack
It's a house party like Kid N Play
The DJ's being sick in the fucking hallway
Chain Gang crew and we're back on the draw
It's the party get on the dance floor!
10 Past 10, the party's on
So get down, and smoke a bong!
10 Past 10, the party's on
So get down, and smoke a bong! You knows!
Sambuca, Tenants Super, just lager, rose
Wine - the pink stuff, error vodka!
Weed, Eggies, Builders Whizz, Mushrooms
Yellow Pages and French polishes
Antique tables and expensive furs
Oh son, you're never gonna learn
The living room carpet's full of fag burns!
Everybody's high with the lights down low
At the house party, or is it a bungalow?
Feeling the vibe, and letting it flow
Just had a bong, now it's going really slow
You're turning white and
You're stumbling upstairs
You're like the zombie from
My fucking nightmares
You're turning green with the
Thousand yard stares
Covered in sick, but you just don't care!
Oh 11pm things are just getting started
The music gets louder all
The dickheads have departed
I roll myself a jazzy then
I sit back and wait
For my boys to come back from
The pub with a crate
In your mum's drinks cabinet
Break out the Pimms and the Bristol Creams
It's like an episode of Skins
Wasted! Lost control of my bowels
Run out of toilet paper so
I'm using your towels!
10 past 12 turn up the bass
Turn up the treble, I'm off my face!
10 past 12 turn up the bass
Turn up the treble, I'm off my face!
They got Gordons Gin, Grand
Mariner, Metaxa, Bells Whisky
And Baileys Original Irish Cream
10 past 2 the council knocks the door
The music's too loud and it stinks of draw
Some kids naked walking around with a stiff
And your next door neighbour's with
The vicar having spliff
I can't believe it - where are all the birds?
I'm not gonna pull so I break out the herbs
Shit on the walls like my man Bobby Sands
This party's got me fucked and
It's ruined my plans
Oh, you got any draw there?
I think Paul's got draw
I don'ti haven't got any
Draw lefti'll have to
Go through the ashtrays do
Roach head classics
10 past 6 it's all gone wrong
Run out of weed nothing left for my bong!
10 past 6 it's all gone wrong
Run out of weed nothing left for my bong!
Who's at the door? It's
The police, shit, shit
It's the police is it the
Police? Who's at the door?
Just as the fucking Ecky's kicking
In as well man! Fuck I'm going into space!
I'm not doing time for
Wrecking someone’s house up
It's not even my house
I don't even know where we are!
Who's house is it?!
Fucking hell it is the police an all! Shit!
Where's Paul gone?!