| Lyrics: | J. Rotten, P. Cook, 5. Jones, G. Matlock)
You're only twenty nine
gotta lot to
learn,
but when your mummy dies
she will not return
We like noise it's
our choice
if's what we wanna do,
we don't care about long hair
I don't wear
flares
See my face not a trace
no reality,
I don't work I just
speed
that's all I need
I'm a lazy sod...
that's what we say you're
I'm a
lazy sod...
I'm so lazy
I can't even be bothered
Lazy Lazy |