{Food processors are great} It's six o'clock on the dot and I'm half way home I feel foul mouthed as I stand an' wait for the underground And a nervous
She says, "There's ants in the carpet" The dirty little monsters, eating all the morsels Just pickin' up the rubbish Give her effervescence, she needs
Who maddest one on the M One Who hasn't stopped sucking his thumb Who very straight and never grins Who cares what car he's driving in He is because
Street's like a jungle So call the police Following the herd Down to Greece, on holiday Love in the Nineties, is paranoid On sunny beaches take your chances
Moscow's still red The young man's dead Gone to heaven instead The evening news Says he was confused The motorways will all merge soon Lottery winner
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world at his feet Yes, it could be you The likely lads Are pickin' up the uglies Yesterday they were just puppies Beery slurs Now life's a blur, telly
Jubilee slouches in the settee He's losing all will to move He gone divvy, too much telly He watching twenty four hours of rubbish He got butane he got
Grandma gets new, dentures To eat the crust on, pizza Taken out by her, daughter Because she thought, she oughta Kids are eating, Snickers Because they
A fervored image of another world Is nothing in particular now And everyone is a clever clone [Incomprehensible] And everyone is a clever clone A chrome
Primal evil, what am I? Tongue tied 'til the day I die There's no love made with mermaids It's just distraction so they say And I'm too tired to care
Oh, Mr. Robinson and his quangos Dirty dealer, expensive car Runs the buses and the evening star He got a hairpiece ooh, he got herpes His private life
I see her face everyday I see her face, it doesn't help me I see her face everyday I see her face, it doesn't help me She's so high, she's so high, she
Bow bells say goodbye to the last train Over the river they all go again Out into leafy nowhere Hope someone's waiting out there For them Cabbie has
I met him in a crowded room Where people go to drink away their gloom He sat me down and so began The story of a charmless man Educated the expensive
The suburbs they are dreaming They're a twinkle in her eye She's been feeling frisky Since her husband said goodbye She wears a low cut t-shirt Runs
Paper bags and plastic hearts All are belongings in shopping carts It's goodbye But we got one more night Let's get drunk and ride around And make peace
This is a public warning Be careful when you're out We're having freaky weather There's a lot of it about On the terraces it's swinging He's a monkey