Sitting in your room with a view
With a bed of lights and a f**ing stew
You've got something on your mind
And I don't want to know what it is
Noonan
You're a f**ing c*nt
Oh Noonan
You're a bloody liar
Oh Noonan
You're full of sh**
Oh Noonan
Why don't you get f**ed?
Noonan
You're a f**ing c*nt
Oh Noonan
You're a bloody liar
Oh Noonan
You're full of sh**
Oh Noonan
Why don't you get f**ed?
Tell me Noonan, in your infinite wisdom
How you played tennis with Joachim Nystrom
Tell me about the life you led
And all the women you took to bed
Noonan
You're a f**ing c*nt
Oh Noonan
You're a bloody liar
Oh Noonan
You're full of sh**
Oh Noonan
Why don't you get f**ed?
Noonan
You're a f**ing c*nt
Oh Noonan
You're a bloody liar
Oh Noonan
You're full of sh**
Oh Noonan
Why don't you get f**ed?
You're a man of the world
You were in the war
You've been married eight times
And your wife only four
You once told me you were made of wood
If the truth hurts then you must feel good
Noonan
You're a f**ing c*nt
Oh Noonan
You're a bloody liar
Oh Noonan
You're full of sh**
Oh Noonan
Why don't you get f**ed?
Noonan
You're a f**ing c*nt
Oh Noonan
You're a bloody liar
Oh Noonan
You're full of sh**
Oh Noonan
Why don't you get f**ed?
Noonan
You're a f**ing c*nt
Oh Noonan
You're a bloody liar
Oh Noonan
You're full of sh**
Oh Noonan
Why don't you get f**ed?
Noonan
You're a f**ing c*nt
Oh Noonan
You're a bloody liar
Oh Noonan
You're full of sh**
Oh Noonan
Get f**ed!
You're a dickhead