Future Of The Left Eating For None
I spy
With my little eye ball
Something beginning with:
"Brian stole the DVD player, tie him to the Aston Martin
Then send him to the beach
Somewhere symbolic that will speak to him of drowning
But actually just be quite wet"
Cos we are eating for none
I am
Most of the time perfectly happy
But occasionally am struck by a melancholy
The details of which are often extremely dull
To write songs near and round yourself
Why not commission a picture of your own tits
And put it on display in your mother's care home?
Cos we are eating for none
Add another finger to your English breakfast
You army surplus motherfucker
Add another finder to your toad anthem
You army surplus motherfucker
Add another finger to your English breakfast
You army surplus motherfucker
Add another finger to your English breakfast
You shameless witch
Add another finger to your English breakfast
You army surplus motherfucker
Add another finger to your English breakfast
You shameless witch
Add another finger to your English breakfast
You army surplus motherfucker
Add another finger to your English breakfast
You shameless witch
Add another finger to your English breakfast
You army surplus mother --
Add another finger to your English breakfast
You shameless witch
