| Lyrics: | Well the weekend is coming and it's time for a bath,
We're going to sup some Boddies and we'll
have a good laugh,
So leave the dog at home or it'll want some drinks.
Go to Dag's, get some
fags, pull a couple of slags.
Give the dog a bone and leave it chained to the sink.
Have a
pint have a pint 'cos it's Saturday night
And we'll have chips and gravy twice,
We'll have
Pukka, chips and peas and two fried rice,
Cut the baby on the bayonet and a sweet and sour
pork,
And half a dozen spare ribs and a Nagasaki sauce.
Pulled a dodgy boiler, it was worse
than wife,
I you stand them on their heads then they're always alright,
Dragged her down
silkworks with a few of us mates,
But don't look in the mirror when your fucking Grace.
And
we'll have chips and gravy twice,
We'll have Pukka, chips and peas and two fried rice,
Cut
the baby on the bayonet and a sweet and sour pork,
And half a dozen spare ribs and a Nagasaki
sauce.
Guitar!
We all fell in the Viva with the Vinyl roof,
They do that in London 'cos
they're all damn fuckin' poofs.
Bangin' and puking in the back seat,
We're going on a tour
of Sunderland Street.
And we'll have chips and gravy twice,
We'll have Pukka, chips and peas
and two fried rice,
Cut the baby on the bayonet and a sweet and sour pork,
And half a dozen
spare ribs and a Nagasaki Sauce.
(Repeat twice) |
