The Places We’ve Been In

[Jam Baxter]
Yeah, we were never meant to be, you and I
What’s the quickest way to bleed a screaming human dry?
A cheap plastic straw for your youth, a lie
Wake up, breath a single breath and pollute the sky

[Dirty Dike]
We were never meant to be consuming human pie
But who am I to not chew the meat and wear my suit and tie
We scuba dived into a hoover of abuse and lies
Suicide, two's up, I'm losing it just to survive

[Jam Baxter]
So tell me how these drug laced nuts taste
Still stagnant in your ??? duct taped upstates
I’ve seen your chick’s unphased cumface
Body parts skidding on these bloodstained drum breaks

[Dirty Dike]
Slut shaped nut case, fuck sake
I walk a thug’s pace at the slug race
Call your mom’s mate a lovely cupcake
Even though she’s certainly a dirty ugly fuckface

[Jam Baxter]
I’m like “I ain’t seen this dark corner of hell before
Where this volcanic magma will melt your jaw”
Life got me laid out, face down [smell the floor]
I’m screaming “why you got me in this fucking Full Nelson for" ?

[Chorus]

[Jam Baxter]
They've never stepped in the places we’ve been in
Serving this shellfish, making a killing
Back then I used to sell brains for a living
Now I’ve chewed through the chains and I’m chilling

[Dirty Dike]
They never stepped in the places we've kipped in
Working a hell shift, making a pittance
Back then I used to sell flake I was sniffing
Now I’ve chewed through the chains and I’m winning

[Dirty Dike]
I put the grim reaper in a sleeper hold
Just to sweep his phantom feet and try and eat his soul
Naive's got a panther and he keeps it cold
Jesus I could levitate a metal plate my penis gold

[Jam Baxter]
Got these barely breathing fetuses feeling old
Flood the floor with liquor till your green and greasy feet dissolve
Got your gruesome features crumpled up and neatly rolled
All these kids breading me can sweep the crumbs and eat the mold

[Dirty Dike]
Fold, origami
I bring a gang of fucking cunts to your party
La-Di Da-Di, Slicky Ricky
I hit a hipster in a distance with a spinning frisbee

[Jam Baxter]
Yeah, invite me to your yard when I’m sipping whiskey
I’ll collect your dirty laundry, bag it up and bring it with me
And display it to the cotch in its full glory
I’ll be getting lean while the forensic team look for me

[Chorus]

[Jam Baxter]
They've never stepped in the places we’ve been in
Serving this shellfish, making a killing
Back then I used to sell brains for a living
Now I’ve chewed through the chains and I’m chilling

[Dirty Dike]
They never stepped in the places we've kipped in
Working a hell shift, making a pittance
Back then I used to sell flake I was sniffing
Now I’ve chewed through the chains and I’m winning

[Jam Baxter]
When the drugs take hold
I'll spoon out your brains in a bowl
Left a jet black stain on your soul
They were slumped out chained to a pole
I guess the liquor’s taking its toll
I'll spoon out your brains in a bowl
Left a jet black stain on your soul
They were slumped out chained to a pole
I guess the liquor’s taking its toll [x6]