Hey filthy bastard
Can you feel the feeling grow?
From your head down to your toes
It grows and grows and grows
This is real life that you're playing with
It's got the consequences
Drinking five or six drinks in three cans only
You're fucking up again, you're moving slow again
Sit back and watch it all go by, it's a lie, a real lie
What you tell yourself every night, that it's going alright
I know... late to the party.... but I read somewhere that this is a mixture of replacements and early GGD and thought I'd check it out.... really like it. Mully