LIVIN' THE DREAM
All morning glories find us awake and full of energy to live this life of dreams once contemptment (sic) has realised the dreamy life begins. Your dream is fishing, her dream is reading the Trading Post and from the time a hook is baited to the time a great second hand bargain is found, the dream is alive.
Have you found what it is your dream is? If not, you're probably searching for it at karaoke. That's where most dreamless people can be found. There and the betting shop. It's not right to assume what you know by predicting your dreams, but I hope you've had fun.
Sinkin' piss at the local
Slappin' the misses on the arse
Smokin' durries and laughing' at me mates
Fuckin' dickheads, all of 'em...
This one time I had a sheila
Bailed up in the bog,
Great big whoppers of things she had,
Nips the size of dinner plates...
Cor blimey she had a pair o' smackers on 'er,
Sucked me silly to day break she did.
All me mates think I'm full of shit,
But I don't give a fuck ' cause I got me
A good payin' job and I'm captain
Of the local footy team.
I'm livin' the dream I am.
Keepin' it real while makin' deals.
The misses is at home with the kids
and I'm pretty certain this broad over here
Is ready to go to town on me kranski...
She fuckin' better...
I've already bought her two fuckin' drinks.
Yeahhhp... I'm livin' the dream.
Soakin' up the rays and
Drink driven' every fuckin' weekend.
See ya at the game.