Look at me crashed out face down in sicknAnd you choking on the foreign gravelnMy knee open like a red pocketnWe watch the day unravelnLook at us dead drunk Brits deep in the shitnKicked out of a cab miles from the hotelnMy purse empty no money in itnCan we cadge a lift on your beat up moped?nnCan't stop getting wasted I'm out of my mindnCan't stop getting wasted I love it when I'm highnnLook at me blacked out dress soaked in pissnYou bring me round with an icy splashingnMy head banging cartoon stars spinnAnother Saturday night on the trashingnLook at us we're it twenty-something club twitsnPull rubbish moves in the basement Mod roomnMy arms waving to a 60's hitnCan we take a trip back to the bathroom?