f**! You! You’re a f**ing wa*ker
We’re going to punch you right in the balls
f**! You! With a f**ing anchor
You’re all c*nts so f** you all
For 30-odd years I have lived with this curse
My vocabulary was stunted at birth
By a witchdoctor from over the seas
Casting his strange voodoo magic on me
Now when I speak, it’s rather absurd
An endless tirade of four letter words
I lash out in anger at all in my way
Shocking unspeakable things that i say
f**! You! You’re a f**ing wa*ker
We’re going to punch you right in the balls
f**! You! With a f**ing anchor
You’re all c*nts so f** you all
f** you!
Long I have waited to have my revenge
To bring that witchdoctor to his bitter end
So I have gathered a ship and a crew
We’re sailing to find him, we know what to do
On a dark moonless night, when he least suspects
We’ll creep up behind him , so hard to detect
We’ll bring out our anchor by the light of the stars
And shove it inside of his big f**in’ arse
f**! You! You’re a f**ing wa*ker
We’re going to punch you right in the balls
f**! You! With a f**ing anchor
You’re all c*nts so f** you all