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letra de every sale is the same - dead cherry [uk]

step 1, happy hour by all accounts represents a fair saving
for the men and women working class
when hidden behind a 2-4-1 offer
the aggressive mark up of the c-cktail menu seems to pass
and indifferently, you ask for something colourful
in a peculiar shaped beaker
and beak’s a trigger work for something more sinister
a few swipes on your phone later
you meet a mate
or in this particular case…
he ain’t your f-cking mate
and a quick glance at the construction of the toilet stall
and whether you can peep ovеr the wall
will inform you of the policy
of the managеment in this establishment
and if there’s no gaps
then on you crack with it all

step 2, pour near vodka into lead crystal glass
two cubes please donna babe, hold the mixer
i often find, when it’s time to unwind, straight spirit to be an elixir
brings your round from the fizz and wobble of that last
ck fixahhhhh

that commission is mine
that commission is mine
that commission is mine
step 3: talk sh-t, in what you think is an inimitable wit
to some half baked twit your met less than an hour ago
the demands of modern furnishings are stretched to the very edge of their limit…
and the cushions feel like their sucking you right in it
might be made for horses
but it of course is
a means to a very dull and peculiar end of the evening
as you swim home in the back of somebody else’s uber…
sat-rday morning come sooner

step 4: cab moves faster
he knows your plastered
can’t afford a nights wages lost
if his seats are accosted
by the dark fruit vomit
and all the derivatives of it

and all at the cost of you
some greasy
greedy grommet
spending friday night
getting back in on it

- dead cherry uk

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