No Sheep Til Buxton
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)
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