Jam Baxter - Soi Dog lyrics

Yo my mouth keeps running
Centipede lips, ton of skinny legs bugging
Out of work clowns in London town blubbing
Must be the reason your house keeps flooding

…yeah you can blame the burst pipes
I blame the fact you think
Bliss is your birth right
He went from a raven on his first flight
To racing the devil on a dirt bike
I got my betting slip two to one
Rinsed all the winnings on juice and rum
Yeah, wear your fatigues bruv
To shoot your gun
And you can ruminate on what you’ve become
But

Fuck the state of the nation
Kill the shoobs dead, take the payment
Another day anther stage invasion
They’re prang cuz their grave await's them

…I just sit and ponder
My opening gambit to say to Satan
Yeah take a statement take a statement
All of our stories corroborate
That’s how we operate

Sit back, watch the universe oscillate
Fully fledged insect organs that pollinate
Little saggy faced pigs to sting
This is some fucked up dive
That I’m drinking in

Saw your skin in real time all wrinkling
Like time lapse footage of an injured king
Last night I had the time of my life
I can’t remember a single thing

Must have been sick, drunk slumped in a ditch
Bugs munching my lips instant win
Yeah… Sing your hymns
You still batter your wife
With ballistic limbs
So I admire your crimson wings
Your gruesome hooves and your twisted grin
I sprinted in Linford Christie
Just to tell you I’d rinsed your gin

Every last drop fuck apologies now

Invader Soi dogs howling
I was sat on Soi 38 growling

When I leave earth I’m taking it with me
Crawl out course through the
Veins of the city
Life’ll melt your face in a jiffy
A damp sponge force fed a
Plate full of chilli

Simultaneously lazy and busy
Spent it all, what a shame, what a pity
I hit Caesar's Palace got gassed
Pulled four aces out and ran
Away with the kitty

This shit's trippy, how many have I had?
Legs like jelly at the jam
Limbs like spaghetti, white tenner in my hand
Kicked out, started a rebellion and ran
What? I perform a poor impression of a man
Start afresh, get as messy as I can
What? The chef’s special was inedible
But the stir fried humans were incredible

Every last drop fuck apologies now

Invader Soi dogs howling
I was sat on Soi 38 growling

In that operating theatre
Dr Wilder Penfield would er
Perform his brain surgery
He would er cut the skin pull
Take the skin flap back
Roll it back he would then literally
Remove the skull
The top part of the skull patient
All this time is under a local anaesthetic
Completely conscious

And there was the surface of the brain
Visible right in front of our eyes i had
A bunch of electrodes and then we
Stimulate the temporal lobe and then they
Would be transported into Africa
Or something, and they remember some
Experience they had many
Many years ago and it would be very
Vivid to them just like a dream nOW