Scabby Abbey - Complete

Her name is Abigail, you should listen close to this addict’s tale

She’ll kiss a bloke for for a stick of dope or a slab of ale

This chick is known to just nick a load of your crap & bail

Scattered pale bogan, she’ll slit your throat for a crack inhale

She sits at home just to trip alone from an acid sale

If that tab has failed, she’ll rip a cone & then rack a rail

Her dealer always delivers slow as a knackered snail

He has to weigh all the pip he owns on a battered scale

This savage male will tic it though if her cash is stale

All she’s gotta do is just lick his scrotum & catch his spray all

Over hr A-hole on video & if that prevails

Sh’ll get more bumps that a written note in a pad of Braille

Her gash is frail cause in the moment a jagged nail split her open

She didn’t notice a rash had trailed

A little later this prick she’s boning is back in jail

Still, her lips corrode as she hits a globe, she’s the ratchet they call

Scabby Abbey, they call her Scabby Abbey

You’ve probably seen her in the back of paddy wagons

When she’s acting snappy

She’ll suck your dick if you can pack a baggy

& that will have her happy

As it doesn’t matter if the crack is crappy

Scabby Abbey, they call her Scabby Abbey

You’ve probably seen her in the back of paddy wagons

When she’s acting snappy

She’ll suck your dick if you can pack a baggy

& that will have her happy

As it doesn’t matter if the crack is crappy

Declaring a binge, she’s wearing her hair in a fringe

Feeling kinda sexy while preparing to share a syringe

With some cunt that’s always swearing & staring in bins

Had an affair with him, unaware of the tear in her Minge

Months later, her rashes flare & she’s scared cause her skin’s bearing a tinge

of yellow

She glares at it there with a cringe

She kneels down to say a prayer to repair from her sins

But it doesn’t help, it’s only fair that this era begins

Comparing her limbs with various crims

She’s getting thinner but pretends she isn’t sparing a care as she grins

Till one day the whole area (area) spins

She starts to stumble & a chair hits her square in her shins

She gets to hospital, impaired but can whinge

Because the chapel down the corridor is blaring a snare & some hymns

Malaria symptoms, yeah she’s convinced

But told she’s HIV positive, it’s just as not rare as she thinks

Scabby Abbey, they call her Scabby Abbey

You’ve probably seen her in the back of paddy wagons

When she’s acting snappy

She’ll suck your dick if you can pack a baggy

& that will have her happy

As it doesn’t matter if the crack is crappy

Scabby Abbey, they call her Scabby Abbey

Because her mother’s a raging alcoholic & her daddy’s a grabby

I went to ask her for a tad of 'baccy

But she chucked a fucking hissy fit

& threw a fucking nappy at me

She’s left in her bed, depressed with her head to her knees

Thinking «How'd this happen?» while ingesting the meds she receives

The streets she respected, infested with beggars & thieves

Plus the sex & the needles injected have lead to disease

She’s yet to believe or accept it, she never agrees

Anyone who says that’s she’s infected should check their degrees

On top of that, she’s connected her egg to a seed

Her pee was tested & suggested she’s pregnant indeed

She hates the hospital, she says that the medic’s a sleaze

& she’s negatively, affected, neglected & teased

She sees the exit & she’s tempted to leg it & leave

She’s regrettably interested in getting some speed

She miscarried but pretends it was never conceived

She just goes on a bender, then tends to her sedative needs

She took too many & it ended her then in her sleep

Now she’s dead, she’s deceased, forever she’s resting in peace

Scabby Abbey