Emma phoned me at work at about half four   It was funny I didn't speak to her anyway   She's a fucking cow better than everybody   Kinda speaking to her mates anyway like that   Anyway we got into the time and she phones me up asked me what I'm doing tonight   I was only gonna sit in and watch the telly as usual wonder where everyone else was   So she says come round to rab's house and that we got some trips in      So I say I'd go round about six   I was about an hour late and I was knocking on the door and that and nobody answered   And I thought oh fucking brilliant they are way out with litman and that   They'll be way out on the town having a laugh   So I walk back round the road cos I thought they were way out and I phoned      Turns out they'd still been there but had been so out of it they couldn't even get to the door   So I went back round   Everybody was fine as usual and I got handed my half   And I thought I'd take it kind as I'm working the next day I better not go to far   But two hours later nothing is happening so I thought fuck it I'll take the rest which I'd been warned about already      Everyone was eh jumping about the room as usual, sitting giggling, having a laugh   Then jeg came in his car and took us to the pub   We told jeg he should be a ranker, that was a fucking laugh   He kept telling to calm down and that like he was like our mum and dad and that   'cause we were acting like wayne's and that giggling and looking at the table and dropping our drinks all over the place   We made it back his car, jon finny .....................into the house then he said park it out and go home   So malcom and I get back to the house   And suddenly somebody's going on about rabner and he's still fucking there   And he's waiting outside now and looks like he's in pain or something like that   He had to go and pick up some of there stuff 'cause they'd used the other stuff for glastonbury the next week   And somebody had said he had apparently took some and he was writhing about in pain outside   So malcom and I walked out   He's was walking along the edge of road on the grass and that   With his fucking stomach held in his hands and screaming and that      And then we lost him he disappeared into the park we didn't know where he was   So malc and I were walking about and then we found him   But we decided we better stay back a bit kind just in case he got a fright   So we followed him up this path as thought that wasn't going to scare him anyway   When we did find him he was there doubled up in pain fucking screaming his eyes out   Groaning about how his stomach was knotted and that he shouldn't be taking it, it was a stupid thing to do   So he sitting there on the hill and that with malc and I on either side   All we could do was sit giggle and look at the grass and take the piss out of him      So we get him up on his feet and start walking him about and he says he's alright   And we walked up to the garage and he's going on about his stomach   Then he starts shouting about how we should get away from him before something happens      (get away get away)      In case he fucking dies or something   So he says he thought he was that fucking bad that's was going to happen and he dinne want us to be involved      (get away get away)      He always looked out for everyone else      (get away get away)      So we took him into the garage he wanted a bottle of irn bru   He was fucking downing this bottle of irn bru talking about his fucking stomach and how he'd taken this to get it out of his system   Talking about it's already in his bile, he's desperately trying to make himself sick and he's screaming all over the fucking place   And malc and I are still laughing we din care what he's up too   He could have taken anything I dunno   Maybe he ..... on the way, could have injected something,   Could have swallowed something nobody knows   But he just stood there with this rotten fucking face   It was all black and cut on the ride into town      He's half feed his bottle of irn bru and he's been sick   All over the fucking place..........   Screaming all the fucking time about   How it was all in the fucking bile and how he wanted to be sick   He keeps fucking screaming   Then he threw up      So we walked on back to the house saturation made us swear   We would tell nobody   So he goes back to the house and he fucking tells everybody   He sloaked himself in his room and started eating a bag of sugar   Or something like that   While everyone else was talking what a dick he was      I ended at up at the park that night   Sitting eating pringles with paula and watching the wildlife   And the next day I went to work I was still out of my face   I was pacing about on the stairs talking to myself   And writing things and he walked in   And stressed the point about making sure that no one would find out