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Disasters

from PROCRASS by Anti-One

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That girl’s gonna break her leg, hair’s a mess and her face is red, she’s dancing, that’s true, moving like an animal, escaping from the zoo, better than Brian nursing the same beer, his date’s not into him, he’s sitting too near, every time he moves closer, she gets closer to giving the cold shoulder.

It’s late, it’s late, another disaster party.
It’s late, it’s late, another disaster party.
It’s late, it’s late, another disaster party.
It’s late, it’s late, it’s too late.

But at least he’s not being aggressive, Greg’s hands are getting excessive, take the high five, and don’t linger, she doesn’t want to caress your fingers, she’s not into sweaty dudes, can you blame her? Look at the state of you, Michelle on the floor is no better, mixing drugs doesn’t make you a trendsetter. Fix up, look sharp, Brendan took that rejection to heart. Now he’s trapped poor Rachel in the living room, Tom is just blaring unforgiving tunes. Ronan’s goal is 12 bottles, Conor’s already discussing his own problems, Ciaran went to find some fitties, Dave’s hammered and thinks he’s witty.

It’s late, it’s late, another disaster party.
It’s late, it’s late, another disaster party.
It’s late, it’s late, another disaster party.
It’s late, it’s late, it’s too late.

Now this is the part where the rap breaks down, and you take note of the things you’re around, it’s not even 2am and it’s messy, the new crowd are pretty sketchy, someone’s locked in the bathroom, a couple come out, we know what they were doing, she’s fixing her bra, his belt is open, outside, it’s not tobacco they’re smoking. Some guy runs through from the back garden, looks around the kitchen ‘til he finds a target, launches fist first at the first girl he sees, fist to the face and Sally’s on her knees. Big Ois steps up, grabs this little fuck by the nuts, starts swinging his own fists, they’re the size of footballs, he won’t miss, the girls mates walk in and start crying, grab your man and claws start flying, we all step back and try to relax, but then Tom puts on some banging tracks, with the Prodigy fueling this fight, it’s another disastrous night, shit don’t listen to what I say, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

It’s late, it’s late, another disaster party.
It’s late, it’s late, another disaster party.
It’s late, it’s late, another disaster party.
It’s late, it’s late, it’s too late.

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from PROCRASS, released April 29, 2017

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