Lyrics
Truck:
Can we go in the big truck with the flashy lights,
The Truck
70mph down the M25, Our tour bus has fucking died
We all get out and curse our luck, We want flashy lights on a big
truck
Call 'em up on the mobile phone, We're stranded and we wanna go home
They say they'll send one right away, "He's coming to get ya
at 70mph"
Can we go in the big truck with the flashy lights,
The Truck
Oh hooray we are saved, look down the motorway
I can see some flashy lights, we're going home tonight
He's fixed it we're going home by ourselves, my dream journey has
been shelved
I don't really give a fuck, I wanna go in the big truck.
Can we go in the big truck with the flashy lights,
The Truck
Kung Fool:
He is the sensational, He knows the moves
Surfs the waves, on the grooves
He is the Kung Fool
No kick too high, No punch too low
There is not limits where he can go
He is the Kung Fool.
Kung Fool, He is a Kung Fool
I wanna be, I wanna be, like a Kung Fool
Kung Fool, He is a Kung Fool
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be just Kung Fool.
A hardman back full of tattoos
He's a total fool.
That's right he's the Kung Fool
No kick too high, No punch too low
There is not limits where he can go
He is the Kung Fool.
Bedroom Rebellion:
Put away the vacuum cleaner
You're a nagging bitching wiener
I don't want to dust
leave it all to rust
Fuck you and your point of view
I don't wanna tidy my room
I got better things to do
Fuck you, I won't tidy my room
Put away the duster feather
Put away the shammy leather
I'll get out of here fast
Shove the duster up your arse
Fuck you and your point of view
I don't wanna tidy my room
I got better things to do
Fuck you, I won't tidy my room
You try to tell me what to do
I'll stick my middle finger up and say fuck you
Don't try to tell me what to do in my own room
Don't come round here with that fucking broom
Fuck you, I won't tidy my bedroom.
Vibrating Bollock:
Your whole life is an enemy
All you want to do is see the end of me
I have more power than you can see
Just you fucking try me
Your mind is such a fucking state
Full of verbal masturbate
Taking me on would be a mistake
For i have bollocks that vibrate
The Vibrating Bollock gives me power
So over you i will always tower
Before I listened I was sad
Now I'm converted, my life is mad
Single Beds:
It was the best time of her life, you made love all
the night.
Never had so much fun, Cock breakfast, Muff lunch.
She's just a little girl, She's in her own small world.
She's not really a perv and you just lost your nerve.
Chorus;
You'll be sleeping in Single Beds tonight.
You'll be sleeping in Single Beds tonight.
Won't get none of that uh uh uh, Don't/It won't figure in your life.
You'll be sleeping in Single Beds tonight.
You'll be sleeping in Single Beds tonight.
Oh, Celibacy is your life.
It's been over a year and people think you're queer.
We all know your shame and you're so very lame.
I bet when you're in bed, you don't get the head.
We all laugh at you, you're such a pair of fools.
Fly:
(oh no) A dirty little fly has landed on my fruit
pie (what should i do)
Hit him on the arse with a fly swat
Come at the fucker from his blind spot
Knock his little arse through his forehead
Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, You're Dead
You're right, he's a dirty little spreader of disease
He'll do what he pleases no more (cos i'll)
Hit him on the arse with a fly swat
Come at the fucker from his blind spot
Knock his little arse through his forehead
Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, You're dead