Permanent Midnight

Dirty Dike

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    Sat in a car park doing lighter gas in Year 8
    Didn't like the maths that we're made to learn
    And inside I had a weird hate (weird hate)
    So I sat by the side of the train tracks
    Late at night and each day (each day)
    I supply the unique that you want
    You supply the cliché (cliché)
    Stupid in the face
    Using the space in the room
    Shooting a stake in the womb
    You could see my cape in the Moon
    You could be in space in a suit
    And still feel a little bit of hate from the tune
    Taking the piss
    Taking the landfill site full of shit
    Breaking the ribs
    Breaking the crib
    Break in the train yard naked
    And paint on my dick

    Yeah
    Don't worry about the time
    It's permanent midnight around here always
    Skets hanging out in the hallways
    Scooped out too many gourmet sorbets
    Why talk like your claws ain't corn flakes
    Goin' around gas about your bait court case
    All day, all day, all day
    Gassed up, wrapped up warm in my North Face

    Yeah
    Don't worry about the time
    It's permanent midnight around here always
    Skets hanging out in the hallways
    Scooped out too many gourmet sorbets
    Why talk like your claws ain't corn flakes
    Goin' about your bait court case
    All day, all day, all day
    Gassed up, wrapped up warm in my North Face

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    Roll up, roll up, roll up
    Two for one, and point seven on a weekday
    Two foot skank with the Devil on your shoulder blade
    The boy's clever on a replay
    DJ, DJ (DJ)
    Please, mate, how're you gonna come with that shit?
    You cat shit
    I ain't gonna teach you to behave so I go paint
    Stuffing the tins in a bag
    Love's on a singular plan
    Love's a ridiculous slag
    Pumping my fist in the air
    For the drugs in my system and damn
    I don't wanna spend my life in the pig house
    I don't wanna smell like ham
    I don't want a slut with a big mouth fucking about with my plans
    Love for the gang
    Thrusting my nuts in the lamb
    Man, I just come with a bang
    Jump and I land
    Slump when I'm drunk and I stand
    Man it's just something I am
    I don't give a fuck, I'm the man
    Fuck ton of drugs in a bag
    Punching your mum and your dad, man
    Michael Jackson, I'm bad
    Snatch the mic from your hand

    Yeah
    Don't worry about the time
    It's permanent midnight around here always
    Skets hanging out in the hallways
    Scooped out too many gourmet sorbets
    Why talk like your claws ain't corn flakes
    Goin' about your bait court case
    All day, all day, all day
    Gassed up, wrapped up warm in my North Face

    Yeah
    Don't worry about the time
    It's permanent midnight around here always
    Skets hanging out in the hallways
    Scooped out too many gourmet sorbets
    Why talk like your claws ain't corn flakes
    Goin' about your bait court case
    All day, all day, all day
    Gassed up, wrapped up warm in my North Face

    Song details

    Composition: David Leslie George Webb, Dirty Dike, and Jacob Lloyd

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