• 01 The Angelus ↓

  Left in the lurch Swinging a cat around Hung Wearing the trousers Wearing the jumper Wearing the face off each other Veg out Ugly as sin Gary Lineker is a crisp maniac The nation of elbow grease The nation of elbow grease Knuckle down Ankle biter Goody two shoes The Nightowl is rat arsed The Nightowl is rat arsed The Nightowl is rat arsed Kettle of fish Identical tentacle Red herring Rattle inside them Strong Wreak havoc Mister Top Cat Close friends get to call him T. C Still ball bare-ing Still half a thing The Angelus The weather talk Mackerel tooth fall Denim fault Me at the very beast Me at my very I see the strings of the horror monster I’m still here A giddy goat A little bird tells me You’re sick as a parrot A little bird tells me You’re sick as a parrot Me in your bonnet Bananas in pyjamas Bananas in said pyjamas The cat’s pyjamas The real macoy The fake blink The double wink The nation of elbow grease Tits up The pits The beak The living daylights Two for flinching The Full Monty The Meek Chokeslam Tombstone Concrete overcoat Piss and vinegar The wick of breath The sleep A grá for Drying my appetite The now half Monty Thumbs up The tips The cheek The deathly daylights Quarter to That’s one small step for mooning Armstrong No holds barred Wing it The horse’s mouth The dog’s bollox The elders That’s all folks Elvis has left the building That’s all folks Elvis has left the building Elvis has left the building

• 02 Placeholder ↓

  Hi I'm very shy I'm that kinda guy I'm a little Bi-polar Davina McCall's pause Charles Ingram's cough Harold Lloyd's clock Placeholder I'm injecting a lethal dose of nothing I'm blaring a dangerous amount of Coldplay Dad rock already Sleeping with your teddy Pissed the bed lately At home Licence for the TV Feel bad but it's funny Teletubby belly Eh oh The wisdom of Crazy Frog Polyphonic slog You've got a phone call from hell Phoneroticaddiction Handy in the kitchen Not a pot to piss in or spill Phonerotica That was a bit weird The ghost is clear I'd kiss you but there's sick in my beard Half watching the Phantom Menace on repeat Dara-cula teeth I'm just future meat Giving it the Desmonds The full Desmonds Who's your favourite parent? Is it your man? Or your one? Or your one? Or your man? Why is being horizontal wrong? What do you want to die from? Good by(e) the way I'm shy It's morphing time When I grow up I'm going to be a Power Ranger Glugging Lemsip Chatting with the gimp Cowboy hats at gigs works on paper Stomach has a hint Also has a limp My mind's a bully and it never ends Coasters for the table Technically disabled Fashioning The Rachel from Friends I'm injecting a lethal dose of nothing I'm blaring a dangerous amount of Coldplay Good by(e) the way I'm But only on the sly When I grow up I'm gonna talk to strangers Glugging Lemsip It's me in the nip with a dog That's watching Neighbours Stomach as a limp Also has a hint That Thunderbirds are go and gone Coasters for the table My dad wasn't able I'm a fatherless fuck In the dead dad's club I'm injecting a lethal dose of nothing I'm blaring a dangerous amount of Coldplay

• 03 Alogia ↓

  Oh Joseph Has gone and lost his fizz I kinda like it flat So… I’m dancing I’m dancing I’m happy out Sure look Often Fantasise what it’s like to be accountants A steady structure, routine and purpose That kind of life would be so perfect Especially cos I’m a Schizophrenic Scarlet Editor for the centrefold piece Of Caravan Monthly That Skitzo warned you That Skitzo warned you Dya know your one? She’s kinda gas Dya know your one? She’s kinda gas She’s crackers Alogia Have your midlife crisis as early as possible Don’t repeat it I’ve had three of them That Skitzo warned you That Skitzo warned you He’s in a Robbie A complete Fowler All Scarlet Alogia Alogia Galore

• 04 Three Hands Clapping ↓

  Ignore the last four Petrol station flowers Christmas lights still on in Autumn New Year’s Day joggers, jogging on Dublin in season four Three clapping Two is a crowd One man Mexican wave happening I’m milking this death to death Free on a Bosman Amputated hand me downs Sucking in a sneeze Swallowing a yawn I see the strings of the horror monster I’m often tall And a bit of a loner Go home Roger Perfect perfume advertisement The reverse mess Un-violent Diogenes on his knees Buttering his toenails with ease The adult machine

• 05 Jacobsons ↓

  Why? Shhhh Why? Shhhh Why? Shhhh Just Shhhh Are you sad? Why are you sad? Better off dead than staying in bed I need a lazy friend What side were you on during Saipan? It’s 4am and I thought it was a good question I never miss you I never think of you I never thanked you For what? You’re taking the ball home You’re wrecking my head bone I’m so sorry for your loss I should be more sad He is then and here comes a harsh F Watch your cuff In glove with your hands A dull light bulb tan drips off Where do you go when you’re told to fuck off? You’re taking the ball home You’re wrecking my head bone I should be more sad

• 06 The Megazord ↓

  Blue Tac stains On your deep-set veins Borrow your new toothbrush Now he’s giving it socks Socks for Christmas again Fancy Taylor Hanson Caught the birthday disease You’re in for it now, Tony Toenails are buttered Your mutter is cluttered Tamagotchi abuse Duck, duck, duck, duck, the goose Darts athlete foot Made a balls out of it Rub your hands like a fly does Your latest youth wrinkle An muin na muice On the pig’s back again On the pig’s back again Pocket full of zoo for you He rings the deaf Death defying Rigor mor-tis-sue for Tycho Brahe’s brass nose I’m just a pair of psychos on my own They attacked me with a boiled egg and soldiers Pissed the bed at all sleepovers Your best friend is your mother I assembled The Megazord My pencil-head-case Said that I should lose weight Milk and two sugars What flavour is water? You wouldn’t like me when I am moaning Said the incredible sulk Now I have it bulk Doubting Thomas James more or less Devil dimples are over simple I use my middle name I should dye my hair grey I should be put away I should be happy I should be dead He rings the deaf Death defying Rigor mor-tis-sue for Tycho Brahe’s brass nose I’m just a pair of psychos on my own They attacked me with a boiled egg and soldiers Pissed the bed at all sleepovers Your best friend is your mother I assembled The Megazord

• 07 Computer Sadness ↓

  Have I ever told you? You look really nice I put my face on and off And think twice Shoot me in the head I wanna be numb Shoot me in the head I wanna young

• 08 Giraffe ↓

  Wine rings on the highchair Today the world woke you up without you Burping the beta-bet Little death Soft teeth Gappy little freak Trench feet Remember the heat Twenty quid coupons for groceries Cut it long I want it on DVD The eel that wants to squeal A daft giraffe telling tall tales He may be a paragraph behind but he's Dara-graph ahead Right on the lid and on the left-side of the bed Donate half a kidney Yesterday the world fell asleep without me Don't say the C word you can't Don't say the C word you can't Don't say the C word you can't Hear all your views on Sky Sports News It's getting a bit graphic Did you get my blood? Write back Hear all your views on Sky Sports News It's getting a bit graphic Did you get my …? No No perfect people like you Sleeping in drains Now McCartney is cool That also means Wings That caramelic smoke That Gealt-ian bloke That second oak That useless can of Diet Coke If you're gonna do it wrong do it right That's the difference between shit and shite If you're gonna do it wrong do it right That's the difference between shit and shite And who be this cheeky seventy something stupid sexy sense of self? And shoe away the wizardry wonderfully wise wishing you with welcome wealth Like saying like too much Like saying like too much Copying The Fall and getting caught And who is this fucker? A great listener and a looker The world got there before you Queuing at McDonald's tablets No good habits Absolutely loving it The creature in your pupils Teaching you shit skills teaching you shit The creature in your pupils Talking to someone you don't know on pills at all She chased me out the door with a hairbrush demanding that I would wear a suitable jacket

• 09 Crisp Pop ↓

  Starting a sentence with a full stop Whatchamacallit Crisp pop Cheese and onion: Oasis Salt and Vinegar: Blur Prawn Cocktail: Pulp Ready Salted: Travis Enough hello Hello enough Give us our John Daly bread Enough hello Hello enough Give us our John Daly bread Locked eyes with a pisshead Snazzy middle name Poison poisson Locked eyes with a pisshead Snazzy middle name Poison poisson Fishy worried sick Allergic Smoke some lipstick Computer sadness Percent of glitter in the air Phil Mitchell Watching Eastenders Does he care? Why am I so nervous? Can’t stop saying sorry Smoke some lipstick The reverse mess Why am I so nervous? Can’t stop saying sorry Smoke some lipstick The reverse mess Whatchamacallit I’m milking this death to death I’m often tall And a bit of a loner Go home Roger Wish I was nicer Perfect perfume advertisement The reverse mess Un-violent Why am I so nervous? Can’t stop saying sorry Smoke some lipstick The reverse mess Why am I so nervous? Can’t stop saying sorry Smoke some lipstick The reverse mess Starting a sentence with a full stop Enough hello Hello enough Give us our John Daly bread Locked eyes with a pisshead Snazzy middle name Poison poisson Fishy worried sick Allergic Smoke some lipstick Computer sadness What percentage of glitter is in the air? Does Phil Mitchell watch Eastenders? Does he care? Genuine clapter Snorganic Body condiments Not enough compliments Proud deodorant I’m milking this death to death I’m milking this death to death Fixed posture Kneel to Razor Ruddock Pissing like dog Who named all the words? What flavour is water? Puking shrapnel shards Doubting Thomas James more or less Do you eat or drink soup in an ambulance? I’m milking this death to death Free on a Bosman Amputated hand me downs Sucking in a sneeze Swallowing a yawn I see the strings of the horror monster I’m often tall and a bit of a loner A perfect perfume advertisement Diogenes on his knees Buttering his toenails with ease Taking a shit in the house of a loved one are we there yet? No, but it had to be done I’ll make sure to cough next time That feedback at the start of I Feel Fine Like a leopard painting his own spots Considering Clearasil to get them off Stare at a salad that I cooked Tomorrow your world might give up

• 10 At The Gallop ↓

  I live in lots of people All around them Have me in stock I’m nearly shy I for one am In deep depression Or a God Probably not But maybe I am On Lithium Can make it stop Can make it numb Can make it good again They’re all mental I just got caught You can learn from me Why do you run from me? I just got caught I heard I’m an eyesore for you now Your auntie: psychotic Your uncle: weird When your dad’s around Your auntie: psychotic Your uncle: weird When your dad’s around I’m dead to lots of people Even to the ones I love The ones I love Don’t miss me Don’t think of me Don’t thank me What did I do? I did nothing That’s your fault Make it stop Make it numb Make it good again They’re all mental I just got caught You can learn from me You should run from me You can learn from me You should run from me I’m so grateful that you’re so hateful to me Your auntie: psychotic Your uncle: weird When your dad’s not around Your auntie: psychotic Your uncle: weird And your dad is dead.

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