bevvied carnage
every time at the wedge
wednesday, half day, sports night
doesn't matter if you play it or not
just go out
get pissed
brain cells will be missed
like lectures
but what the fuck, we'll
start the night in the union bar
not that you can remember that far
back of the taxi
swaying sitting on your jacksy
moving from local wetherspoon to the club's queue
outside
pushing through on the blindside
trying to get inside
quicker, relieving nipples of pain
ripples of rain
drench the crowd of eager peoples
pushing, eagerly
moving, slowly
getting vexed by dumb words
of bouncers, big and ugly
'one in one out' is what they say
sounds flipside to me
looking down at us
inspecting our NUS
cheap entry, cheap beer and cheap thrills
await inside
this house of horrors for those who're saaaad
gain a table and some seats
establishing space for drinks
beers beers beers are what we get
luxury fag-stained sofas our foothold
drinking games are carried on
in the noise, as best we can
head swirls while talking to the girls -
house mates and drinking buddies
feel like brothers and sisters
between us strong bonds,
like blood thicker than water
lasts longer than bricks and mortar
feeling protective of female sharers in the flat
not wanting them to be chasing a twat
knowing they could be treated better than that
so it's over to dance
feet move as we prance
about like fools
our routines more priceless than jewels
b'witched into an irish jig
shirt gets singed by some bitches cig
i will walk a thousand miles
for shish or doner
later
cheesy tunes fall on pissed-up ears
dj talking shite, working the crowd
playing tunes as original as kick snare kick snare
but we don't care
just waving hands in the air
someone's got puke in their hair
too much VK
get out of the way
avoid the plume
of yellow spew
i know how they feel
no carrots, this is real
student life doesn't include veg
lack of vitamins affects the health
though it's cheap
hard to avoid the meat
bacon sarnies are a must
quarter pounders make the gut bust
a move from here leads us to greasy food
everyone's in the mood
hungry munchies
coleslaw mings but that gets flinged
on a random car windscreen
take a while to get that clean
back home awaits
64 silliness
talking bollocks
cushion fights
'fuck off to bed i've got an exam in the morning'
moans a whiner, almost crying
tomorrow they'll be doing the same
english slacker stays up longer
hasn't got anything tomorrow
some have nines, there's a ten and a three
wish i was doing philosophy
could lie in and take it easy
but don't wanna serve mcflurry's all day
gonna lie in, can't wake from the pain
mental and physical strain
do this all over again
willpower lost
trying to give a toss
third class degree the likely eventuality