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One night I was feeling low, |
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I'd got nothing to do; I'd got nowhere to go, |
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so I pumped some drugs inside to get myself high, |
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I drank a belly full of cider and kissed reality goodbye. |
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My head was on a pole floating in space, |
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I saw the man on the moon; he'd got a smirk on his face, |
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I met my girl on a satellite, |
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he didn't complain she'd been on him all night. |
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I'm tripping off to a party, |
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it's brewing up in my head, |
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don't gate crash my party, |
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just roll your own joint instead. |
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A Jack Daniels was put in my hand, |
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I lit up a match, which stuck up the band, |
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the hula girls were the stars of the show, |
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with their little grass skirts, they were a shit hot blow. |
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So many doom brains getting high as a kite, |
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smoking weed and getting pissed all night, |
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I went to the bar to order more wine, |
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I saw the Queen of England snorting a speeding fine. |
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I'm tripping off to a party, |
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I'm having the time of my life, |
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don't gate crash my party, |
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you can cut the air with a knife. |
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Well funk it Kickman! |
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The president was crashed out on the floor, |
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I switched on the T.V. to see who's starting a war, |
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the Pope was preaching live and let live, |
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he was sipping a Guinness and smoking a spliff. |
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My brain's in overdrive screaming for more, |
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when the fuzz arrived trying to break down my door, |
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time to split the joints and try to break free, |
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I was too drunk to stand, I was too stoned to see. |
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Don't gate crash my party, - I'm so legless tonight. |
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don't gate crash my party,- just find your own joint, |
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don't gate crash my party, - I'm really out of my tree, |
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don't gate crash my party, - hey, who's nicked my face man? |
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Don't gate crash my party, - don't boguard that joint there Shakey! |
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Don't gate crash my party;- oh, you're a long time dead man. |
