You've got cunts after you
You broke the golden rule
Robbing all ya mates
Chasing baby pools
I said icehead I said icehead
I said shut up
In the bag or in the cup
I Don't give a fuck
Used to have shit sorted
Used to be alright
But now ya life's in ruins
Cos ya blew it on the pipe
Now you're on the streets
Now you got no friends
What ya gonna do?
Wheres it gonna end?
I said icehead I said icehead
Icehead shut up
In the bag of in the cup
I don't give a fuck
Up for five days
Getting on the shabs
Up for five days
Picking at your scabs
Winter McQuinn mixes soft rock and psychedelic folk for a sound reminiscent of classic pop purveyors like Cut Worms and the Lemon Twigs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024