Poets of the Fall - The Ultimate Fling

Today it's in the air again,
Today another incident that just went off.
No way, this time I will not take the blame,
It's pretty obvious who needs to shut up.
Ashtrays filled with the [bad word] of our transgressions,
Here and there sarcasm overflows.
To stay, I need the [bad word] TV [bad word] Till I get the gist of just how it goes.
So what would you have me do?
 [bad word] 
Give me a [bad word] on and make my day,
Cos I'm out of cheats to turn the other way.
Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel?

Somehow I've been blindsided by my own
Kindhearted notion of just who we are.
No doubt we'd have collided anyway
With me endicted and you raising alarm.
First round I'll take my bows into my corner,
Take the vows, regroup [bad word] back again.
Bloody [bad word]  I know no better pedigree
Than what you see, so you could not offend.

Did I act like a fool cos I didn't know what to do when you gave me just a little bit more than I bargained for,
little too much in my hands when my hands are tired.
It's the ultimate fling to go frolicking, licking the muck from the soles of the boots of your pride.
Every time you lied...
 [bad word] 
Give me a [bad word] on and make my day,
Cos I'm out of cheats to turn the other way.
Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel?

Ooooh, yeeeeh, give me a reason.
Yeeeh, make my day.
 [bad word]