Malcolm Camsell - Longest Weekend Lyrics

I think it's a shame
How my brain refuses to accept the blame
My mom remains calm
She don't play that game
When I look at every single thing I've done
I begin to see a pattern

There's Vic so slick
He's crashed out until two tired from the kill
There's Mal Vic's pal
Trudging up the hill
To capture a flag and get up on that 50
And shoot me down a plane

The government paid my rent
They footed the cost of a real good time
A female fox tail
Showed me her behind
It was a tragic day when I saw the end
Of my longest weekend