Sucked It Sore

Sucked it sore

Steph steps in, all glistening wet, like some primordial toad

Designed to waddle about in the ooze and not a lot of anything else

It's easy when you know how it's done'

Blears out to an empty room in an even emptier club, so bunch up

Of course it'll falls to the firms, If no one's really there to defend it

God knows we need a breather, but if it goes there's no way to reclaim it

So I'm stuck in this cesspit, too submerged to move, and that's cool

Sucked it sore

Mark makes the play to pick up but I tell him he's had plenty enough

The smoking area doesn't need another hour, listening to more of his bunk

Because the Bourgeois, aren't in the slightest bit scared of me

Stephan's eyes roll so hard, you can practically hear the bearings crank, so let's dance

Of course it'll falls to the firms, If no one's really there to defend it

God knows we need a breather, but if it goes there's no way to reclaim it

So I'm stuck in this cesspit, too submerged to move, and that's cool