"Don Draper" lyrics
Yea bloke got sweat, got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns
Yea bloke got sweat, got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns, I'm sound
Do you want to get it or a lower view?
Do you want to moan or do you want to ooh?
It's like double denim is still jeans your outfit is scenes
The pride of east midlands fiends
Trips off me tits like Barry Sheen
Private island, world's gone to shit
I wear some space age kit
With a paranoia so dense it's got its own set of friends, ennit
Tis the winter of Spring, it's still cold, it's minging
36 grams of protein in a double sausage and egg McMuffin
What becomes of the broken hearted, yes Jimmy Ruffin
Like times tables what?
School run, fuck off with your dog
Yea bloke got sweat got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns
Yea bloke got sweat got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns
Yea bloke got sweat switch card charge it back
I trip the light fantastic, you pair of twats
The return of the bin white dukes!
No filler
You can't polish these turds just roll us in glitter
Like Charles and Camilla
Bish bosh, I don't wash
Broke me
After 10 on a Monday
Phlegm and the noise
When it bounces off my own shit
Pour over, filters ripped
Watch it open, let the mound shit
Are you sure, you cunt?
I wrote that fucking song of yours, son
You can suck on my big John Thomas
Smug cunts like saying I'm so proper
Slippery when wet like Tarka the otter
Unwanted Strangers become invaders
Chatty!
Ooh laddie!
Yea bloke got sweat got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns
Yea bloke got sweat got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns
Yea what d'yer call a ballet dancer on the top deck? The skipper
Weak wood, as gates that pulled old rope
And mini moats full of galaxy chocolate brown water
Thud, this ain't Guns n Roses, it's slaughter
And then some dogs, like skint frogs, burnt logs, on wet fires
The electricity board employed weird drivers
Pissed on fivers
Dart boards foam tiles
Yea
Yea bloke got sweat got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns
Yea bloke got sweat got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns, I'm sound
I'm sound
I'm sound
Sound
I'm sound
Yea
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns
Yea bloke got sweat, got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns, I'm sound
Do you want to get it or a lower view?
Do you want to moan or do you want to ooh?
It's like double denim is still jeans your outfit is scenes
The pride of east midlands fiends
Trips off me tits like Barry Sheen
Private island, world's gone to shit
I wear some space age kit
With a paranoia so dense it's got its own set of friends, ennit
Tis the winter of Spring, it's still cold, it's minging
36 grams of protein in a double sausage and egg McMuffin
What becomes of the broken hearted, yes Jimmy Ruffin
Like times tables what?
School run, fuck off with your dog
Yea bloke got sweat got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns
Yea bloke got sweat got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns
Yea bloke got sweat switch card charge it back
I trip the light fantastic, you pair of twats
The return of the bin white dukes!
No filler
You can't polish these turds just roll us in glitter
Like Charles and Camilla
Bish bosh, I don't wash
Broke me
After 10 on a Monday
Phlegm and the noise
When it bounces off my own shit
Pour over, filters ripped
Watch it open, let the mound shit
Are you sure, you cunt?
I wrote that fucking song of yours, son
You can suck on my big John Thomas
Smug cunts like saying I'm so proper
Slippery when wet like Tarka the otter
Unwanted Strangers become invaders
Chatty!
Ooh laddie!
Yea bloke got sweat got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns
Yea bloke got sweat got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns
Yea what d'yer call a ballet dancer on the top deck? The skipper
Weak wood, as gates that pulled old rope
And mini moats full of galaxy chocolate brown water
Thud, this ain't Guns n Roses, it's slaughter
And then some dogs, like skint frogs, burnt logs, on wet fires
The electricity board employed weird drivers
Pissed on fivers
Dart boards foam tiles
Yea
Yea bloke got sweat got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns
Yea bloke got sweat got it turned around
Billy Smart don't use animals he still uses clowns, I'm sound
I'm sound
I'm sound
Sound
I'm sound
Yea
