September 24, 2011

Methuation - Methamin A (Graduation Parody)

And so we talked all night about smoking meth the rest of our lives
Where we're gonna be when we turn 25
I keep thinking times will never change
Keep on thinking things will always be the same
But when we leave tonight we may not be coming back
No more hanging out cause we're on a different flail.
And if you got something that you need to say
You better say it right now cause you don't have another day
Cause we're smoking flapps and we can't slow down
These flapps are disappearing like our lighters
And I keep thinking of that night of flail
We didn't know much of flapps
But they were gone too soon
And there was me and you
And then we got real tweaked
sat at home talking on the flail
we'd be chillin' but some how we'd always end up on one;
flapping at ourselves thinking flapps aren't fair
And this is how it feels

As we smoke meth
We start flailing
smoking meth hoots
all together
And as our lives change
From whatever
We will still be
smoking meth hoots.

So if we get the big jobs
And we make the big money
will we still be smoking flaps
Will our flailing still be funny
Will we still be forgetting where we stashed that shit?
Still be trying to break into random people's shed's
Will little sketchy Boyd still be the pizza man?
Can any of us find jobs that don't interfere with our addictions.
I keep, keep thinking that it's not time to think
Keep on thinking it's a time to flap
And this is how it feels

di, di, di, di:
Yeah, yeah, yeah [in [paki tone]
di, di, di, di:
smoking meth hoots forever.

Will we think about tomorrow like we think about flaps?
Can we survive the flail?
Can we make more flaps somehow?
I guess we thought the flaps would never end
And all of a sudden it's like we're sober and shit
and reality's a shadow that follows us 'round,
like the government and cia and that guy we didn't pay.

I think I'll worry about that after I have some meth hoots...
it's a time to flap.

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