FUCKWIT


By JENNY TALIA & KEVIN BLOODY WILSON
BOTH BARRELS MUSIC

I’m sorry my friend I don’t speak fuckwit

All I can hear from here is

“Arrghmotherfuckershit!!”

I think you picked the wrong sheila to fuck with

I’m sorry my friend I don’t speak fuckwit

They’re out there and at least one turns up

At nearly every show

Full of piss and vinegar

Mouthing off and having a go

This one’s cleared all the seats around him

With screaming and flailing about

So I said, “Hey mate – if your arse was as big as your mouth,

Your guts would drop out!”

I’m sorry my friend I don’t speak fuckwit

All I can hear from here is

“Arrghmotherfuckershit!!”

I think you picked the wrong sheila to fuck with

I’m sorry my friend I don’t speak fuckwit

It’s my show, I’ve got the microphone

So I told him to give it a rest

Or I’d get the big black bouncer to rip of his head

Then shit down his neck

But he wouldn’t give up and he wouldn’t shut up

So I tried another line

“Mate, it’s been that long since you had a head job,

You forgot what they tasted like!”

I’m sorry my friend I don’t speak fuckwit

All I can hear from here is

“Arrghmotherfuckershit!!”

I think you picked the wrong sheila to fuck with

I’m sorry my friend I don’t speak fuckwit

But the just kept getting louder

So I called security in

I’ve wasted all me best lines on this prick

I think it’s time to have a look at him

When the lights came on there he was

Sprawled across three seats

I said “Hey mate, where did you come from?”

He said, “The fucking balcony!”

I’m sorry my friend I don’t speak fuck-wit

All I can hear from here is

“Arrghmotherfuckershit!!”

Til the ambulance comes I guess you’re stuck here

I’m sorry my friend thought you were fuckwit

I’m sorry my friend guess I’m the fuckwit

I’m sorry my friend though you were fuckwit

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