Denis Blackham - A Cunt Like You lyrics

I really loathe vulgarity, so common You're a disgraceful cellulitis You'll never be the same again, you f**ing stereotype You take like a c*nt c*nt f**s just like a c*nt You ache just like a c*nt You'll break just like a c*nt Listen to the sound of being alive You look like a f**ing bat You old s*ut I really loathe vulgarity, so common You're a disgraceful cellulitis You will never be the same again, c*nt f**ing stereotype f**ing stereotype You take just like a c*nt c*nt f**s just like a c*nt You ache like a c*nt c*nt f**s just likes a c*nt c*nt You f**ing stereotype Listen to the sound of being alive, c*nt Look at yourself, c*nt Wrap it up Pull yourself together You're a f**ing mess Hey, you're a f**ing mess You're a f**ing disgrace, c*nt You take just like a c*nt c*nt f**s just like a c*nt You ache like a c*nt Wrap it up Pull yourself together You're a f**ing mess You're a f**ing mess You're a f**ing disgrace Oh, wrap it up Pull yourself together You're a f**ing mess You're a f**ing mess, c*nt You're a f**ing disgrace You're a f**ing disgrace You're a f**ing disgrace You're a f**ing disgrace c*nt And you're saying nothing happened? You take just like a c*nt c*nt f**s just like a c*nt You ache just like a c*nt You'll break just like a c*nt A c*nt like you You f**ing stereotype Listen to the sound of being alive [?] [?] Pull yourself together you f**ing stereotype [?] Listen to the sound of being alive [?] [?] You take just like a c*nt c*nt f**s just like a c*nt You ache just like a c*nt You'll break just like a c*nt A c*nt like you, you f**ing stereotype Listen to the sound of being alive Look at yourself, c*nt c*nt You're a f**ing disgrace, c*nt You look like a f**ing bat, you old s*ut I really loathe vulgarity, so common You're a disgraceful cellulitis You'll never be the same again, c*nt You f**ing stereotype You take just like a c*nt c*nt f**s just like a c*nt You ache just like a c*nt You'll break just like a c*nt You f**ing stereotype You take just like a c*nt c*nt f**s just like a c*nt You ache just like a c*nt You'll break just like a c*nt Listen to the sound of being alive, c*nt Look at yourself, c*nt Wrap it up Pull yourself together You're a f**ing mess Say it, you're a f**ing mess You're a f**ing disgrace, c*nt You f**ing stereotype You take just like a c*nt c*nt f**s just like a c*nt You ache just like a c*nt c*nt f**s just like a c*nt Nothing happened? While that dog looks at you he's glancing at that snatch of widening cleavage Wizening old tit Attraction? You must be f**ing joking, c*nt You must be f**ing joking, c*nt You must be f**ing joking, c*nt And as for those ridiculous shoes Always too much perfume Always too much plaster Yes, that dog looks at you in fascinated repulsion Even his disgusting half-erection is disgusted You think you're a f**ing disgrace c*nt You stereotype Nothing happened While that dog looks at you he's glancing at that snatch of widening cleavage Wizening old tit Attraction? You must be f**ing joking, c*nt And those ridiculous shoes Always too much perfume Always too much plaster Yes, that dog looks at you in fascinated repulsion Even his disgusting half-erection is disgusted Because nothing in the world could possibly compare To holding his sweet little daughter's hand Could it, c*nt?