Chris Farley

[Hook] I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie, Bob Marley non-stop Chris Farley pissed, party on like the bombs dropped So if you’re (just too fucking blind) you know what’s what And if you’re (blaaagh), you know what’s what I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie, Bob Marley non-stop Chris Farley pissed, party on like the bombs dropped So if you’re (drunk on Friday night) you know what’s what And if you’re (bluuugh), you know what’s what [Verse 1: Pressure] I wanna go it like Biggie and Pac No gun fire, I’m talking rum and dry, hit me with shots Tequila and scotch, I’ll wind up on the idiot box At six o’ clock with a grand tucked into my socks My obituary notice will say that most of my days Were spent inside a bottle and a toast will be raised Until conspiracy theories say they know I’m okay I’ll drop seven more albums by my ghost from the grave [Verse 1: Suffa] I wanna die in Memphis like Elvis Senseless on the toilet pissing on my own pelvis Helpless, choking on vodka and shellfish Get found by my girl like god you’re so selfish Well-wishers at my wake saying he’ll be well missed But wait till they’re well pissed, they’ll wish me to hell with Everybody that I wanted to party with anyway Don’t care if it’s a hundred and ninety degrees centigrade [Hook] [Verse 2: Pressure] Like Jim Morrison, I wanna party till my heart stop Tripping in a bath with a stripper and a glass of Liquor in my grasp, man I figure that my last of Days should be crazed I’mma live it till I’m passed on If any grief is shed, leave it said I’d remind them of just how far the dream has led So when it’s time for me, be finally relieved I’m dead I want to exit how I entered – between some legs [Verse 2: Suffa (Pressure)] I wanna bender like Hendrix, blend six liquors with ten drinks (Ten-four buddy) well it’s like ten-six (yo, when it’s) Ten sixteen in the morning, my girl will send Sixteen messages to me warning We’ll be ex’s if I don’t exit, so exit The next shit’s getting called a sexist at breakfast so let’s get Our phones and all set ‘em to flight mode And let the horns fly through the hook and take us right home [Hook] [Bridge: Suffa] Tell me how does it feel To be on your own On a bender like a Rolling Stone? [Hook] (x2)