Noir
It’s not all love, peace, and rainbows. Sh*t happens. Reality bites. Dark matter surrounds. Black holes appear. Crisis. Chaos. Confusion. Noir™ captures a period of trying to keep your head above water whilst trying not loose your sense humour.
Muzik
Worms
Nobody likes me
Everybody hates me
Think I’ll go and eat worms
Big, fat, juicy ones
Long, thin, squishy ones
See how they wriggle and squirm
They taste OK
They taste OK
I said nobody likes me
Everybody hates me
Think I’ll go and eat worms
Big, fat, juicy ones
Long, thin, squishy ones
See how the little worms turn
They taste OK
They taste OK
They’re better with sauce
Not a bad main course
Chomp off their heads
Squeeze out the juice
Throw their tails away
Nobody knows
How I survive on worms
but three times a day
They taste OK
They taste OK
They’re better with sauce
Not a bad main course
Nobody likes me
Everybody hates me
Think I’ll go and eat worms
Big, fat, juicy ones
Long, thin, squishy ones
Hope I don’t get germs
They taste OK
They taste OK
F*cking F*ck
F*ckity f*cking f*ck
We’re all f*cking f*cked
F*cked beyond belief
Truly f*cking f*cked
F*ck the f*cking f*ckers
The no good f*cking f*cks
We’re all f*cking f*cked
F*ckity f*cking f*ck
Pint?
