Letra de The End

I have shit my trousers could a fresh pair you please lend I'm lying in a pool of piss I'm waiting for the end That vomit on the pavement it's mine you can depend All the bottles I have drunk on a breweries freehold I could spend The dogs all sit upwind of me and their nostrils they defend I'm waiting for the end yes I'm waiting for the end Piss and shit and rancid sweat are the perfume that I vend