Same shit day in, day out
Makes me wanna scream, makes me wanna shout
1995 and 1994
What a waste of time, what a fucking bore
William Hill is fucking skill
Betting on the dogs down Gipsy Hill
The Paxton, the Dog - they're my kind of pub
The Gipsy Rose café where we eat our grub
Spent all day in the fucking pub
Cos I'm a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, cunt
Pissed my giro up the wall
Cos I'm a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, cunt
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Rave on, shit song, every fucking one
Give it up? No, give it some, son
'93 and 1992
I lost those years while sniffing glue
Spent all day in the fucking pub
Cos I'm a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, cunt
Pissed my giro up the wall
Cos I'm a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, cunt
[x2]
Spent all day in the fucking pub
Cos I'm a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, cunt
Pissed my giro up the wall
Cos I'm a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, a cunt, cunt
[x2]