Inspired by a brief chat with
crocodilewings Postman Pat.
Postman Pat, Postman Pat,
Postman Pat deals in smack
Early in the morning, Just as day is dawning,
He take an upper just to start him off.
Postman Pat, Postman Pat,
Postman Pat drives on crack,
All his ho's are whining, the day is just beginning,
Pat feels like he really needs a line.
Everybody knows his bright red nose,
All the junkies smile as he sells them dope,
Maybe... You can never be sure,
It'll be crack, speed,
Pure cut Ecstasy
[Hee Hee]
Postman Pat, Postman Pat,
Postman Pat pimped his cat,
The police have his mugshot, both his eyes are bloodshot,
Pat feels like he really needs a line.
[Hmmmm]
Pat feels like... he really needs a line...
Hmmm'ing tune till end..