So I waited my turn, you know,
and I finally got to your door.
I gave a little bit of the shrug off
I know I'm not the best looking, don't seem to hold much for anyone to show interest
or lure from the predatory blood ****
so yeah I shrug like I don't care

I walk inside take a look around find some fascinating flimsy fornicators for fancy
yeah, sure so you know,
I also find real deep mystery
A curl of seductive LoveMeNots
Don't forget the heathen drunkards
They always got something to slur into words devoid of nothing • empty disgusting

Well I figured I would wait around grab a drink
it wasn't like it was intimidating company
just some place to hang
maybe say a pretty something to the lady next to me if she even sits for a while

The last thing I can remember
I guess I'd had a few•well bottles
bottles everywhere
everyone throwing bottles
where?!?
Who cared this was a ******* heathens paradise and then they go around thinking that they need a doorman because it's such exclusive company
for gods sake it's more like the Lord of the flies meets monster from the blue Lagoon and together they turn it into mucus