BLATH

Everybody's drunk
Vodka, whiskey
rum and beer
The kitchen's a fucking tip
and the work-top's never clear

The music's always buzzing
a dnb or indie track
I prefer com pop
so I think that's pretty whack

The dirty dishes building up
there's pasta in a bowl
I'm sure it's been there at least two days
So that is fucking fowl.

We've got some people coming over
for a bevy and a dance
I think we're playing ring of fire
It'll put us in a trance

Student life
it's oh so fucking obvious
It's dirty
and I love it