Massive Wagons - Shit Sweat Death (2023)

Shit sweat death down the back of my neck
Found a rock and roll way to die
No fish in the water, no water in the water
And ill fly whatever flag I like
Kill me quick, don't make me sick
Cos I'm a dude who's ready to say
River safety folks, don't drink don't smoke
Id rather burn than to decay

Don't get too excited
'Cos the fishing's not that good
And if you sing to me of that river
What size are you in concrete boots?

Come on in yeah the water's nice
Come right in yeah you'll be just fine
Jump on in you'll sink like a stone
Cos this river's a bitch, you'll die here all alone
It's a third rate death runnin' out of breath
Cos you think the river is your friend
Well it's not your friend and it won't caress
It'll fuck you till the bitter end
Crack pipes, gang fights, broken glass
Dead bodies, blood and all debris
God knows fuck knows a terrible place
And you're a dickhead if you still believe

Written by:
Adam Thistlethwaite, Barry Mills

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