Mr. Love Pants
Ian Dury lyrics
Ian Dury lyrics
"Cacka Boom Lyrics"
If you're cold, well here's a plan:
Pull the plug out of your fan
If you're hot, now here's a scheme:
Park your botty in the stream
If you're tired, check this plot:
Seek a source that hits the spot
If you're snooty, here's a ploy
Stroll along the hoi polloi
You'll not have owt to show for it
If you don't go for it
You'll have to come to terms with it,
Poltergeist Lyrics
Turn on your senses with the last moonlight tear let out the spirits of your broken ears In the surroundings you hear a sweet voice that makes echo in your lips And that
If you don't get to grips with it,
You've had your chips with it
You'll only come to rue it if you don't do it
If you're lost, well try this notion:
Find yourself a magic potion
If you're angry, check this wheeze:
Count to ten and then say, 'cheese'
If you're uptight here's the answer:
Learn to be a belly-dancer
If you're concerne
Aint No Fun (If the Homies Cant Have None) Lyrics
Intro: You're back now at the jack-off hour this is DJ, Eazy Dick On W-Balls, right now, somethin new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg And this one goes out to the ladies, from all the guysd, suss a wangle:
Try it from a different angle
Now you can put a name to it,
You must lay claim to it
You'll have time to regret it,
If you don't go and get it
You won't have much to talk about
If you don't go on walkabout
Don't think you won't mind it
If you don't try and find it
No-one said you must be good as gold
It's what you haven't done
No-one said these things are pre-ordained
Nothing ventured...
If you're guilty, cop a stroke:
You only did it for a joke
If you're dozy, here's a tactic:
Tell 'em all they're too didactic
If you're fed up, here's a wrinkle:
Let your piano forte tinkle
If you're wobbling here's a trick:
Happy go toilet, click, click, click
Intro: You're back now at the jack-off hour this is DJ, Eazy Dick On W-Balls, right now, somethin new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg And this one goes out to the ladies, from all the guys
Try it from a different angle
Now you can put a name to it,
You must lay claim to it
You'll have time to regret it,
If you don't go and get it
You won't have much to talk about
If you don't go on walkabout
Don't think you won't mind it
If you don't try and find it
No-one said you must be good as gold
It's what you haven't done
Kick A Little Lyrics
My daddy always was a gentle man Never the kind to ever force his hand He would always be the last oone to raise his voice If anybody ever put us down Well you can can bet that he would
That matters when you're oldMy daddy always was a gentle man Never the kind to ever force his hand He would always be the last oone to raise his voice If anybody ever put us down Well you can can bet that he would
No-one said these things are pre-ordained
Nothing ventured...
If you're guilty, cop a stroke:
You only did it for a joke
If you're dozy, here's a tactic:
Tell 'em all they're too didactic
If you're fed up, here's a wrinkle:
Let your piano forte tinkle
If you're wobbling here's a trick:
Happy go toilet, click, click, click