Lyrics

Trip Report: The Ripped Report Yeh, hahaha [Verse 1] Can't fucking remember 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 His fucking story Anyway, got me thinking about man's humanity, man's best friend Man's said humanity to man Fuck it's pointless Maybe that shit's... genius That shit is genius [Hook] A yo-yooo Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo Yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo [Verse 2] 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 out loud 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 [Hook] A yo-yooo Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo Yo-yo-yo-yo-yoooo [Verse 3] Yeah, we're standing at 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