Title: Bucket Bong
Album: Sans Souci
Artist: Frenzal Rhomb
Composer(s): Gordon Forman, Jason Whalley, Tom Crease, Lindsay Mcdougall
Lyric:
The band has stopped, the night is young
This bar is closed but there'll be more to come
She whispered softly, "I don't wanna be alone
Can me and all my friends come back for cones?"
I called ahead, I felt so cheap
Just to make sure my grandma's sound asleep
I shoulda noticed that her look was kinda smug
She only wants me 'coz I got the drugs
My mouth was dry, my knees were weak
She held my hand as we walked down the street
I didn't give a shit she got my first name wrong
She only wants me for my bucket bong
She only wants me for my bucket bong
And when we're at home, I'm feeling scared
'Coz there's no bucket, sink or vessel anywhere
Now if she wants a bucket I'll have the last one
She'll hafta have it with me in the bath
She'll hafta have it with me in the bath
She only wants me 'coz I got the drugs
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