Scallywag Chat

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See a man about a caravan, a man about a dog
Sell a caravan, sell a dog
If man was made in the image of God, tell me where the hell is Smellington from
The traveller man, scrap, tat, and caravans
I got collections of brass tacks and bags of pans
Scrappin' batteries off of old cars
If I was rich, I'd be weighin' in them gold bars
The improviser, see chance and grab it
If the trailer's rockin', don't come knockin' on my [?]
A bag of penny metal I find from force of habit
Cockin' air rifles looking for the rabbit
That ate my weed plant, and I'm gonna catch the bastard
But back to the matter in hand
I got more tat, grand stacked, packed in the back of the van
Than I actually am allowed -- fridgеs and Dysons
And I ain't never had a waste carriеrs' license

I'm constantly intoxicated, mixin' toxins
Gimme some space I feel boxed in
Alcohol takes a hold 'til I feel nothin'
And I'm plummetin' quicker than Buddy Holly
Fermented drinks that sit inside of my tummy
Poisoning my bloody body
My belly's curdled
Swiggin' malt liquor, smokin' some smelly herbal
Act like I never listen but [well/when?] he heard you
(I heard ya)
Stinkin' like Pepé Le Pew
Kickin' the [?] and [?] 'cause I give em the boot
Sippin' a brew, I'm on the top of my game
You can find me on the top of your dame
Or jumpin' off the top of a plane
And landin' on the top of a train
No thinkin', I'm jottin' off the top of the brain
I jostle to the top but I'll topple the game
To the bottom - I...
(I)
Can talk words like a mad magician
The mathematician is back with the mass division
The rap - subtract the fake shit, multiply real
When I'm spittin' your head's spinnin' like motorbike wheels
The prototype, hold the mic with a potent mind
I focus, no hocus-pocus, bogus bullshit
Lost in oblivion, wonderin' around
Thoughts of a [?] spinnin' in the [?]
Swingin' like Tarzan on a speed psychosis
My clan swarms with sandstorms and locusts
We surf landslides... [music and vocals fade out]