P. Bastard
P. is 44 years old.
He is the Electric Guitarist of Bastardization.
P. is also known as "Jester".
P. is located in London at Highgate Cemetery.
P. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to talk to media in order to get ahead professionally.
Wut? We booked a tour?! HOW?! *smirks*
The final nail in the coffee
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Song Details
The final nail in the coffee is Crowdpleaser music in tempo Moderato. The music is revolutionary and the lyrics are mind melting. The song was written 2/20/2012 by P. Bastard. The originality is perfect.
Fame: |
80 |
Popularity: |
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Stage Potential: |
30 |
Genre: |
Punk Rock |
Owner: |
Bastardization |
First Revealed: |
6/10/2012 |
Dominant Instruments
Electric Guitar
Drums
Lead Vocals
Backup Vocals
Special Lyrics
When I wake up in the morning,
it's hard to stand up,
that's when I need something strong,
but it ain't her pussy walls,
I prepare a coffee,
and I still find myself struggling to walk straight on the line,
I keep wobbling left and right,
I look down,
my dick is up,
but the nails keep me on the ground,
ended in my coffee,
BAM BAM!
THIS IS A FINAL NAIL IN MY COFFEE!
How will I hang my naked art?
Who the fuck did that?
I want the responsible one!
Where's my bowl of coke?
I need something even more strong.
So I snort,
I snort till the crack of yet another dawn,
and my coffee still has a rusty nail inside,
I fuck everything off,
even if it keeps nagging at the back of my mind,
so I take a fishing pole I'd found in the barn,
I'm fishing the final nail from my coffee,
this will be my trophy,
I'll use this to nail it against the wall,
just to show off,
just so pretend it's my final score.
But the fuckin' pole swims in the mug,
the coffee is still warm,
the worm dead,
fuck this, I'm going to bed.
But the doubt still swarms from my butt to my head,
I need to get that nail,
so I hire a kid, with a tiny hand,
go fish it out for me, and I'll get you a toy,
goddamn, this lazy fucking boy,
crying he can't reach the nail,
just another fail,
fuck this, I'm going away.
The doctor says, you need some iron in your diet,
I'm okay, I feed on fresh blood,
but it seems it ain't enough,
so I ask what's that about,
he's drunk like a motherfucker,
a brilliant idea comes to mind,
maybe it's me who's drunk,
I drink the coffee and swallow the nail down,
I don't feel so fine,
so I die!
Badaboom, badabam!
Covers
This song is being performed as a cover by the following artists: