Scabby Abbey

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 pack a baggy
& that will never 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 for her sins
But it doesn’t help, it’s only getting fair that this era begins
Comparing her limbs with various crims
She’s getting thinner but pretends she sin’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 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 pack a baggy
& that will never 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 fro 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 some speed
She miscarried but pretends it was never conceived
She just goes on a bender & tends to her sedative needs
She took too many & it ended her in her sleep
Now she’s dead, she’s deceased, forever she’s resting in peace
Scabby Abbey