Scarlet for the girl
Staving off the tummy wolf
Rumage through the rubbish for a scrummy little tit-bit
Can't afford to nit pick
Punkapopalyptic
Pouting for the punters putting on some lipsticky
Wise cracking a**holes
Widen cracks in your soul
Wide enough to drive a whole lorry load of turkeys home
To roost, before the roasting traffic jams
And tarmacadam pirates
Soak up all the slack
I can do without that
I can do without it
I can do without all this sh**
It really is a pain in the a**
I can do without that
I can do without
I can do without all this
It really is....
Sickened for the man
Minced up in the gristle grinder
Splinters in your pasty and an advert for a panty-liner
Segue to the sarcy DJ chat
Riding on the fortunes of another bodies back
Sorry for myself
Mining for some inspiration
s**ed into the engine purring plunging
Carbon poisins puking carconogenic crap
I can do without that
Depth charge, heart attack,
Jack knife, head on crash,
Pop star, lipstick, metal, feathers
Turkey gibblets
Blocking every pa**
Our trusty DJ laughs
'This is for you if you're fowled up in the tail-back'
I can do without that
Macho muck savages exposing their back pa**ages
I can do without
Free-basing Freemasons flexing moral muscle
I can do without.......