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I wish I was stoned

Six cans for a fiver and a bale of briquettes
And the remnants of spag bol adhere to my vest
The tape player's broke but the radio's fine
And the winter is bet for a short space of time

And I wish I was stoned, I wish I was stoned,
I wish I was stoned today

Calf nuts are nutritious but it's no way to live
There are jobs in McDonald's but FUCK THAT
Homebrew and rollies and scratchcards and cheese
The ratepayer's cheque doesn't stretch to the weed

But I wish I was stoned, I wish I was stoned,
I wish I was stoned today

Maybe I lack something, lack something green
Maybe I lack something red
But if it's something I lack, you can lack it right back
Cos we're all green, we're all red, we all have got something to lose

Back home in the bedsit our hero retires
And sleep comes on quickly and the fire quickly dies
And out in the world where the scary things are
Failure and hope sleep in each others arms

And I wish I was stoned, I wish I was stoned,
I wish I was stoned today