Kevin Bloody Wilson - My grandfather's cock - live in london lyrics

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Kevin Bloody Wilson - My grandfather's cock - live in london lyrics

Paroles de la chanson My Grandfather's co*k : My Grandfather's co*k was an itsy bitsy dicky and it Hardly took up any room at all Had a head and a neck, but jesus christ by heck you Should have seen the size of Grandad's balls He had a horn on the morn' of the day that he was born And 'though it was erect you couldn't see 'Cause my Grandfather's co*k was a pissy little pisser But his Clangers they were hanging to his knees A tiny wee appendage... (not a co*k not a co*k) An inch from end to end it's... (not a co*k, not a co*k) Just a stump, short, like a tiny little wart On the old, man's, nuts Well my Grandfather's co*k was a huge mother f**er and His Pecker was erect or so to say And you should have seen the head, you should have seen The neck Used to take me for a wrestle in the hay Had a head like a steer nothin' 'tween the f**in' Ears You should have seen that god damn neck Like a giant of a man, with a pumpkin in his hands Get that pumpkin f**in' pumpin' near to d**h You should have seen that darn thing... (what a co*k What a co*k) Rearin' like a mustang... (what a co*k, what a co*k) It was wild, mean, oiled up in his jeans Woop 'er tail let 'er out and let 'er ride Well my Grandfather's co*k was just average for an Aussie Weighed I s'pose 30, 40 pounds And overall his old fella was just a couple of inches Just a couple of inches from draggin' on the ground Had a vein in it's neck like a f**in' opera singer And a head like an old school bell And a pair of leather knackers like a ringers saddle Bags Picked up ribbons at the royal show as well Fair dinkum mate I kid you not... (what a co*k, what a co*k) Just an average aussie co*k... (what a co*k what a co*k) And he still, ploughs, an acre everyday Crawlin' 'round on his hands and his knees