The Jazz Butcher - Bicycle Kid lyrics

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The Jazz Butcher - Bicycle Kid lyrics

He's a bicycle kid, He's got his Mister T. slippers. He's a bicycle kid, he's eleven years old. Dog-faced spawn of a working cla** Tory, Bicycle kid never does what he's told. He's a bicycle kid and he wants to get a crossbow. Bicycle kid had a rabbit that died: Evil little f**er put his pet through the window, The he ran to his mother and he cried, cried, cried. Chorus: So cry like an onion bicycle kid, 'Coz I'm gonna get your for the things that you did. Cry like an onion bicycle kid, You're just another s**er at heart. Bicyle kid - extortion in the playground. What does he do with all the money he made? Bicyle kid in Kentucky Fried Chicken And the WHAM-BAM-RAMBO machine arcade. He's a bicycle kid, and his mother's on Valium. He's a bicycle kid, and his dad's on the lump. He's a bicycle kid, and his tea's in the micro. He's a bicycle kid and he's on the dump. Chorus Bicycle kid sh**ting in a greenhouse. Bicycle kid down at the aquadrome. Bicycle kid in trouble with a policeman. Bicycle kid "he's a good boy at home". Bicycle kid grow up and get an Escort. ( Ford Escort, that is. Eighties wide-boy motor ) Bicycle kid grow up and get worse. Bicycle kid forget to use a condom. Bicycle kid! It's evolution in reverse! Chorus . . You're an evil mother f**er. . . fade.