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Silence
Inpatient
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The sound of silence
It sounds so sweet
Precipitating violence
On these Brighton streets
Tommy boy was down like fifteen Stellas on his ones like a cappella
The beginning of the end, this night was alpha and omega
Neck a Jägerbomb, invader storm, a gliding vodka chaser
Drunken and disorderly, no ordinary behavior
He was fucking smashed to put it lightly
Stumbled off his stool and calls the barmaid not politely (Oi)
Dicey glances from security, certainly they get lively
Waiting for a reason to leave Tommy boy untidy
What a state, your barred matе, procedure
He vacatеs the place to meet his dealer
Fetch a gram of white, a side of reefer
A shaky fate awaits the shady geezer
I need a couple of everything
Ecstasy, cocaine, and ketamine
Nitrous, amphetamine, mescaline hit
And the little blue pill, so my dude stay stiff
Wasted, Tommy gets white-boy wasted
That's white on the gums, can't taste it
Like a new dangoon till your face shift
It's adjacent to the pavement
Stumble down Brighton pavement
Like it's fear and loathing in Vegas
There's a yank on the sidewalk pacing
So Tommy squares up like
Silence
It sounds so sweet
Precipitating— hoo
On these Brighton streets
Timothy was in the UK only for a few days
Had a business conference Monday night, but then on Tuesday
He went to see the sights and Ubered out to Brighton
Before he had that return flight to Staten Island
And you see now, Timmy had the wife and kids at home
So in recent years, he left the drink alone
But he's a whole ocean away
And when in Rome, what could go wrong?
Was the mindset that he had that evening
Just one quick drink before leaving
Ordered a dirty martini
Soaked in the sights he was seeing
Had to go and hit that water closet
And he had himself one hell of a piss
Walked back to the bar, left a real good tip
And he saw that his drink had a few more sips
So he drank it down and then walked outside
Not knowing that he would be in for a ride
'Cause all of a sudden, he feels like he's high
And his vision is blurring and he don't know why
Roofied, Timmy got date rape roofied
Like that Hangover movie
And now he's in for a doozy, feeling woozy
And he truly could barely stand upright
That's when he ran into some British dickhead looking to fight
So Timmy squared up like
Silence
It sounds so— shh
Precipitating violence
On these Brighton Streets
On a fateful night on a Brighton street
Two lost souls, they face and meet
One deranged on booze and E
The other spiked with GHB
So face to face with bloodshot eyes
They sow the seeds of their demise
On this Brighton street where the darkness looms
These two young men will meet their doom
Swing and punch
I dip and duck
Get fucked, headbutt
Woah, what the fuck?
You yankee cunt
Wait, I've been drugged
Well, I guess that that makes two of us
No, really, man, wait, hear me out
Just come a little closer
Ow, you sneaky prick
Oh, you like that shit?
Free dental care
My tooth is chipped
They were fucked up anyways, you're a Brit
Ah, classic American, cultureless
We are the culture
Suck my dick and then wash it down with some Ozempic
Wait, what?
Your people are fat and dumb
Oh, yeah? Well, at least we got guns
Ever since 1781, we've been on top
Lad, are you done?
Not yet, you fuck, here's an uppercut
But I'm ducking down and I struck his gut
And I grab his coat and I pick him up
But we both fell down 'cause I kicked his nuts
Get off me, you prick
I can't, I'm stuck, I can't see straight
No, really get up 'cause, fuck, we're 'bout to get hit by this bus
Silence (Oh my God)
It sounds so sweet (Ah)
Precipitating violence on these streets
The sound of silence
It sounds so— hoo
Precipitating—
On these Brighton streets
Ah, fuck it, I'm done