America's Cup

Once again, I'm slippin' into my feminine ways Pump Creatine and skip leg day Jump as four titans emerge from underground Debating, "Would you rather be burned or drowned?" Pump piss-drunk on the stench of fraternity Haloed by memories of pension eternity Head polished to a mirror for Athena Goodbye, Nana A and stay strong, Nana Tina Before the America's Cup It was sailors and junkies Pescatores and bikies Before the America's Cup Never heard of methadone Never caught the shuttle home Never went to bed alone Alan was a rolling stone Uh-huh (woo) Once again, I'm slippin' into my hominid gait Desoil cracked vertebrae I'm cocksure as a man jumping off a cliff Top heavy hair, cigarette and a quiff Slunk back drunk to the den of uncertainty Crying a fantasy of bleeding maternity Before the America's Cup It was sailors and junkies Pescatores and bikies Before the America's Cup Never heard of methadone Never caught the shuttle home Never went to bed alone Alan was a rolling stone Uh-huh Tip-toe corners in Costco Trying to ship in Minsk The way I see it, don't care how long it takes Ocean Network Express Before the America's Cup It was sailors and junkies Pescatores and bikies Before the America's Cup Never heard of methadone Never caught the shuttle home Before the America's Cup It was sailors and junkies Pescatores and bikies Before the America's Cup Never heard of methadone Never caught the shuttle home Before the America's Cup It was sailors and junkies Pescatores and bikies