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Trip Report: The Ripped Report
Yeh, hahaha
Can't remember exactly when it happened
But I bogged a whole bunch of shrooms and rolled a fucking cigarette
Decided to take my dog Pipi for a walk
And I smoked that cigarette
I walked down the street
Pipi took a weirdly timed shit
At which point I bagged it and flipped it in the bin
Yeh, hahaha
Can't remember exactly when it happened
But I bogged a whole bunch of shrooms and rolled a fucking cigarette
Decided to take my dog Pipi for a walk
And I smoked that cigarette
I walked down the street
Pipi took a weirdly timed shit
At which point I bagged it and flipped it in the bin
I ran into a guy called Peter and his dog called Moe
Moe's a Burmese fighting Asian canine breed
Canine breed?
Did I say that right?
Anyway, Moe's been doing alright
He's got a fucking fucked lung
Bit of cancer on the spleen
580 bucks of medicine every 14 days just to keep the canine out of the hospital
Peter reckons that Moe'd do the same for him
And I wonder if he would do the same
[?] fucking story
Anyway, got me thinking about man's humanity, man's best friend
Man [?] humanity to man
Fuck it's pointless
Maybe that shits, genius
That shit is genius
A yo-yooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo Yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
So I'm in the car
Listening to some dream theatre
On my way to Smith Street
Bowie's riding shotgun
Pull up at a set of lights
Some shtickhead with no shirt on offers to wash the windshield for me
But it's already clean
So I shake my head: "No thanks mate"
And he washes it anyway
So I think to myself: you weaselled me you bastard
And then I say it just like that
And he hears me
So I reach in my pocket and I give him some change and we head off
At the coffee shop
Go to order a latte
And guess who's got no change left in their pocket
Minimum eftpos $10
You weaselled me you bastard
A yo-yooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
Yeah, we're standing in the airport check-in
It was either Beijing or Shanghai
Returning home after like 2 weeks of complete chaos and debauchery
And Jules lights up a smoke at the counter, at the airport
I guess in only 2 weeks we'd adopted some of those local attitudes
For example: if you ain't smoking a ciggie in this very moment then you are doing it wrong
We sat down at a cafe destroyed and tired
I looked up from my beer and I saw this old as fuck couple
They grabbed my attention as the dude had a Nat Geo backpack, circa 2005
It was the same one I had
Respect
Yeah, the old couple who looked as depleted as I felt
They looked each other in the eye and they never broke a gaze
After all these years they still hung on each other's words
It may seem cliche, but it made me smile at least
Fuck time; love rules
[Hook] x6
A yo-yooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
Moe's a Burmese fighting Asian canine breed
Canine breed?
Did I say that right?
Anyway, Moe's been doing alright
He's got a fucking fucked lung
Bit of cancer on the spleen
580 bucks of medicine every 14 days just to keep the canine out of the hospital
Peter reckons that Moe'd do the same for him
And I wonder if he would do the same
[?] fucking story
Anyway, got me thinking about man's humanity, man's best friend
Man [?] humanity to man
Fuck it's pointless
Maybe that shits, genius
That shit is genius
A yo-yooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo Yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
So I'm in the car
Listening to some dream theatre
On my way to Smith Street
Bowie's riding shotgun
Pull up at a set of lights
Some shtickhead with no shirt on offers to wash the windshield for me
But it's already clean
So I shake my head: "No thanks mate"
And he washes it anyway
So I think to myself: you weaselled me you bastard
And then I say it just like that
And he hears me
So I reach in my pocket and I give him some change and we head off
At the coffee shop
Go to order a latte
And guess who's got no change left in their pocket
Minimum eftpos $10
You weaselled me you bastard
A yo-yooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
Yeah, we're standing in the airport check-in
It was either Beijing or Shanghai
Returning home after like 2 weeks of complete chaos and debauchery
And Jules lights up a smoke at the counter, at the airport
I guess in only 2 weeks we'd adopted some of those local attitudes
For example: if you ain't smoking a ciggie in this very moment then you are doing it wrong
We sat down at a cafe destroyed and tired
I looked up from my beer and I saw this old as fuck couple
They grabbed my attention as the dude had a Nat Geo backpack, circa 2005
It was the same one I had
Respect
Yeah, the old couple who looked as depleted as I felt
They looked each other in the eye and they never broke a gaze
After all these years they still hung on each other's words
It may seem cliche, but it made me smile at least
Fuck time; love rules
[Hook] x6
A yo-yooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo
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