I will not pick a fight with you
I'd be scared I'd foul it up
What with one of your arms
I could get busted up
Don't come around here angry
This is a house of water
You'll be cold and soaking wet
'Ere you leave here
Make a noise, crack a glass
I'll hold his arms, you fuck him
Fuck him with something
The fuck - he deserves it
Stay here while I get a curse
To give him a goat head
Make him watch me take his place
Night has brought him something worse
Lady and I we like to have our times
Tonight we spent ourselves
We ran it dry like sand
We had all there was to spend