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Baby Food
We were living down the tip, you were working for the gas I was working for the M.O.D. Bargain buckets for our breakfast Pretty preachers for our lunch And Jason Donovan for our tea
You had a biker chick, I had a lunatic When the ceiling tumbled down on our beds And we told it down the Schooner Where the punk rockers lived Amongst the blue rinse tory heads
La-La-La-La-La La-La-La-La-La
There was a bad mod rocker, in skinhead mocassins Ready for a killing spree With his four sad mates selling racial hate And he wants to beat the crap out of me
もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com You were out of the door when the bottle hit my jaw And the losers set about on me When I caught you up there was no sign of blood Was I bleeding internally?
La-La-La-La-La La-La-La-La-La
There was a thin black nurse with a king size needle And she wants to take the piss out of me With another standing by her with a shiny pair of plyers In case of an emergency
I was wired up you see No Bargain Buckets for my tea And when my jaw bone healed It was baby food for me
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