Way back, away for miles, away for years

But always cuttin' tracks

Yeah, my beats are big like titties

and the bass is phat like ass

My beats are sharp like beatings from the Jackson family father

With a tune that sits above like kings on thrones in sweet Nirvana

So be careful when you diss the best, you know I'll bring the drama

Shakespeare in my heart of hearts but shifty like Osama

Chorus

Always in a sea of silver gin

Ships in crystal bottles where you sail in sin

On board, aboard the ship of drunken times, you had tequila dreams

To kill a mocking woman, and to slay a bird, it seems

Mocking birds and crafty words they came for you on land

To the gin ship you alight, escape the meddling hands

Dud notes slipped in major scales stick out like straight antennae

Bass notes out of time could fold your tune like winter's cheap umbrella

So be careful when you diss the best you know I'll bring the weather

Weather with you straight from Melbourne, difference is there's no split enz in my brunette mane of glory or my rhymes as tight as pins