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Sleaford Mods - Cuddly lyrics

[Verse 1]

(I had, I had)
I had an organic chicken it was sh**
As the day played out in the evenings pit
Homeowner man, I'm a family guy
Brex-City roller we do and still die
Less than zero, flat in the head
Lobbing up d** to get out of us heads
Every f**ing week there's another Black d**h
Another old man in a robe and that, yeah bleak
Dale Winton, Supermarket Sweep
Feudals got a game too. it ain't as bad
There's a bigger prize and it's called land grab
Have that, oh ta, I think I'll call myself
Lord Bastard of Sir Bast dar dar

[Chorus]

Throw a load round, let it rot, on the ground
Throw a load round, let it rot, on the ground

Ain't cuddly what you doing, sod your teddy bear
Sod your little promises nobody f**ing cares
Hanging out the back, of the monied few
Lifeless tears for the attentive few
And all at once we will realise
It will happen suddenly
You ain't f**ing cuddly

[Verse 2]

A life sentence down, LOL, what next?
Exorcist puke on my chatty vest
The score of the street past the shops rotting meat
The d**h of the customer, no meet, no greet
No half time, a full 90 minutes
Screaming sh** all the time, sh** players
Hair transplants, Leo Sayers
What does million quid a week bring
When your brain can't tell your legs to kick the f**ing thing?

[Chorus]

[Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/sleaford-mods/english-tapas/cuddly.html]
Throw a load round, let it rot, on the ground
Throw a load round, let it rot, on the ground

Ain't cuddly what you doing, sod your teddy bear
Sod your little promises nobody f**ing cares
Hanging out the back, of the monied few
Lifeless tears for the attentive few
And all at once we will realise
It will happen suddenly
You ain't f**ing cuddly

[Verse 3]

Reduced timetable as the stairs get blocked
At iPhone level, no joke
I draw a tenner out and my fingers get sniffed
On the used 10 pound note's Coke, no joke
Overground and the sites don't encourage good learning
My fingers drop sh**
Finger nails are curling
They're f**ing gurning
Lob gob, this is our tree but there's no chance
Of reaching the tree top or what
Probably not, as the case may be
Luck is charm, a bracelets arm
Snatching itself back from the wrong palm
Luck is charm, a bracelets arm
Snatching itself back from the wrong palm

[Chorus]

Throw a load round, let it rot, on the ground
Throw a load round, let it rot, on the ground

Ain't cuddly what you doing, sod your teddy bear
Sod your little promises nobody f**ing cares
Hanging out the back, of the monied few
Lifeless tears for the attentive few
And all at once we will realise
It will happen suddenly
You ain't that f**ing cuddly
(It will happen suddenly
You ain't that f**ing cuddly
It will happen suddenly
You ain't that f**ing cuddly)

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