Pills On The Train
I’m sitting on the train and I’m rushing my tits off,
Looking out the window, waiting for the next stop,
See my reflection and I can’t stop staring,
People looking at me but I’m not caring.
All I care about right now is getting to the party,
I’ve already come up and it hasn’t even started.
Some people on the train feel like kipping,
Fuck no not me mate, I’m fucking tripping,
Not kipping.
I’m not on a downer, I’m on an upper,
Gotta do one active thing or another,
Hey the light above me, it’s flickering, wicked!
Hey wait, no it’s not. Hey wait, is it?
Yeah it it, wow man that’s trippy,
“Hey everybody look at me, I’m a hippy!”
I’m not really a hippy I just had to make it rhyme,
You’ve gotta find that word that rhymes from time to time.
Well, gotta go, almost at my stop now,
Hey we went straight past it. Slow down, slow down!
And shit, no, what’s happening now?
Fuck shit bollox, I’m on a comedown!
Too late now man I’ve missed my stop,
Oh well, good thing I’ve got some pot.
