Batle, battle, battle, battle, battleBattle someone, whooBatle, battle, battle, battle, battleBattle someone, whoo Completion searchHere I love the bowSee it all come downAdorn myselfIt’s a new song glorySee me, what you think of now Batle, battle, battle, battle, battleBattle someone, whooBatle, battle, battle, battle, battleBattle someone, whoo You turn you sightsKill untill sub-zeroSee meOh it
it’s my birthdayno one here dayvery strange dayi think of you daygo outside daysit in park daywatch the sky daywhat a pathetic day i don’t like this dayit makes me feel too small i don’t like these daysthey make me feel so small
Grandma needs new denturesTo eat the crust on pizzaBeen taken out by her daughterBecause she thought she oughtaThe kids are eating SnickersBecause they’re so deliciousThen there’s sticky fingersAnd mother loses her knickers CHORUS:Bank holiday comes six times a yearDays of enjoyment to which everyone cheers!Bank holiday comes with a six pack of beerThen it’s back
sitting in an STDwaiting for an underground trailto rumble underneath my feetbang goes another daywhere it went i could not sayand now i’ll have to wait another week when all is said and all is donewhat was said was never donedon’t panic it’s not really worth your while bang goes another yearin and and out
Beetlebum, what you doneShe’s a gun, now what you’ve doneBeetlebum, get nothing doneYou beetlebum, just get numbNow what you’ve done, beetlebum And when she lets me slip awayShe turns me on and all my violence’s goneNothing is wrong, I just slip away and I am goneNothing is wrong, she turns me onI just slip away
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