One night I was feeling low, I'd got nothing to do; I'd got nowhere to go, so I pumped some drugs inside to get myself high, I drank a belly full of cider and kissed reality goodbye. My head was on a pole floating in space, I saw the man on the moon; he'd got a smirk on his face, I met my girl on a satellite, he didn't complain she'd been on him all night. I'm tripping off to a party, it's brewing up in my head, don't gate crash my party, just roll your own joint instead. A Jack Daniels was put in my hand, I lit up a match, which stuck up the band, the hula girls were the stars of the show, with their little grass skirts, they were a shit hot blow. So many doom brains getting high as a kite, smoking weed and getting pissed all night, I went to the bar to order more wine, I saw the Queen of England snorting a speeding fine. I'm tripping off to a party, I'm having the time of my life, don't gate crash my party, you can cut the air with a knife. Well funk it Kickman! The president was crashed out on the floor, I switched on the T.V. to see who's starting a war, the Pope was preaching live and let live, he was sipping a Guinness and smoking a spliff. My brain's in overdrive screaming for more, when the fuzz arrived trying to break down my door, time to split the joints and try to break free, I was too drunk to stand, I was too stoned to see. Don't gate crash my party, - I'm so legless tonight. don't gate crash my party,- just find your own joint, don't gate crash my party, - I'm really out of my tree, don't gate crash my party, - hey, who's nicked my face man? Don't gate crash my party, - don't boguard that joint there Shakey! Don't gate crash my party;- oh, you're a long time dead man.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
