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Gatheration

Gatheration

(album: Public Warning - 2006)

It's like bottle smashing, people crashing
Unnecessary drunken feuds it's fashion,
Clean up that spilt drink or you aint crashing
My bed's out of bounds so strictly no lashing
Wheres my debit card nobody move,
You aint getting out of this room until I prove that you didnt take it,
And I missed placed it,
Now get out of my chair I wanna check face-pic,
All these feisty chicks I gotta face it,
Even on a Friday evening when I'm wasted,
You see this life, well, you're never gonna taste it,
I don't associate with waste kids.

[Chorus]
There's a gathering where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin, who's getting messed up,
There's a gathering where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin, who's getting messed up,
There's a gathering where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin, who's getting messed up,
There's a gathering where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin, who's getting fucked up,

Now who's in my yard I've lost count,
There's ten downstairs,
There's four on the couch,
There's five running about,
Someone better bounce,
Before it's 'ding ding' and your lights are out
Or you get left out like the ginge from girls aloud,
Someone's vomiting, gimme the sponge and towel,
Allow it, I ain't cleaning up her sick,
Why have another sip if you can't handle it,
Lightweights, I really can't stand them,
Stay awake before I do something random,
Permanent markers on their face I'll brand them,
Now welcome to the midget's mansion

[Chorus]
There's a gathering where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin, who's getting messed up,
There's a gathering where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin, who's getting messed up,
There's a gathering where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin, who's getting messed up,
There's a gathering where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin, who's getting fucked up,

Who's reaching, who's getting' what what,
Who's reaching, who's getting' what what,
Who's reaching, who's getting' what what,
Who's reaching, who's getting' woaaaaoo,
Who's reaching, who's getting' what what,
Who's reaching, who's getting' what what,
Who's reaching, who's getting' what what what what what...
So that's me drunk as a skunk,
Shouting like some off-key punk,
Someone got scared and went to the shop and got my junk food,
I wasn't trying to be rude I was in the gatheration spirit in it,
My brethren's dipping her fries in Guinness in it,
I gave her one look and I said been it in it,
She said she would be back in a minute is it?
Come back next Friday...

[Chorus]
There's a gathering where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin, who's getting messed up,
There's a gathering where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin, who's getting messed up,
There's a gathering where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin, who's getting messed up,
There's a gathering where's it at? My yard
Who's reachin, who's getting fucked up,

Fatto