Lawrence Mulrooney - Shrinx [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Huh

Two hands slapping on a bucket
Coming up to me what's the purpose I say fuck it
Chuckle, make a sandwich, knuckle
That's my boy, now give me chicken nugget
Out ya pocket, make it double like
Trouble in the earthquake
Trapped up in a tunnel when the levees cracked the flood gate
Floating shit creek with nothing more than a chain link
And that don't even float, so I assume that you don't think
Spend a couple thousand on a coat made of mink
I'll trade that shit alligator skins and a bag of sand to sink
Blink
Ya pause of life to rethink
I'm the missing link colder than the Flyers rink
I won't buy her drinks, I'd rather see her think
And fuck her mind, rather than the salmon pink
But miss drink situation bend on kitchen sink
If staring at her rose is the purpose
I make them lips sync
She can't blink
Tell her promises and lies are for her therapist and shrink