Tom
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Posted: Sat May 10, 2008 1:06 am |
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thanks to the Portadown News for this
to be sung to the tune of "American Pie"
Long, long time ago, I can still remember how those hoodin' f**kers made me laugh
And I know if I had a chance to see those Baps and Jantys dance,
I would laugh my backside off once again.
'Cos don't they realise it's not clever, Drinking Bucky down the river,
Tucked-in tracksuit bottoms, They just look f**kin' ratten!
I can't remember if I cried
when I saw these slabbers all whacked and fried
But it amused me deep inside...
The day the Bucky thrived!
And they were singin'...
Bye, bye, eatin' spuds cheapest pie,
Drove the Uno roun' the town oh wi' the techno up high,
Wearing monkey hats though it's nearly July
Singin', "I'll stick this f**kin' knife in yer eye "
" ...I'll stick this f**kin' knife in yer eye!"
Did you write the book of sh ite?
"here len'is ten bob, gawn gizza light?"
Did ya call my Da a Ba stard!?
Oh and do you believe in hard core techno?
Hav ye gubbed 5 E's in the back of a Metro?
And can you teach me how to speak reeeaaallll fast?!
You can tell that she's in love wi' him,'
Cos he's a Jaffa and she's a Tim,
They kicked off filthy socks and those manky old Reeboks.
He was a scrawny youth with a GAP pullover,
A sovrin ring and a stolen Nova,
They fell in love when he muff dived 'er, (sorry!)
The day the Bucky thrived....
And they were singin'...
Bye, bye, eatin' spuds cheapest pie,
Drove the Uno roun' the town oh wi' the techno up high,
Wearing monkey hats though it's nearly July
Singin', "I'll stick this f**kin' knife in yer eye "
"...I'll stick this f**kin' knife in yer eye!"
Now for ten years you've been on the dole,
Claimin' off the DOE, coz ya fell doun a hole
And that's just how it's always been.
When the headcase screamed at the Police van,
In a coat he'd stolen from TopMan,
And a fag that came from you or me
But while the peeler was looking dapper,
The wheel brace hit him on the napper,
Dressed all in Kappa clobber,
As he shouted, "suck ma wabber!".
While wee Sean stole shoes from Clarks',
And Billy slashed some c**t in the park,
They all sniffed petrol in the dark,
The day the Bucky thrived....
And they were singin'........
Bye, bye, eatin' spuds cheapest pie,
Drove the Uno roun' the town oh wi' the techno up high,
Wearing monkey hats though it's nearly July
Singin', "I'll stick this f**kin' knife in yer eye "
" ..........I'll stick this f**kin' knife in yer eye!"
Yer NO FEAR sticker is a belt 'er
Writing mentions on the old bus shelter,
Eight days straight drinking 'Faaaaaaaaaast!
Doin' six months fer selling black,
The chip pan diet and the heart attack
A night out at Space wi' the hack.
The millies reek of cheap perfume,
While name-tag necklaces jangle round the room,
face like a well bashed cheezer
A fag and lemon Breezer.
The lack of class is hard to hide,
They just can't wait to get inside,
An ink tattoo and a door-way ride,
That's how the punters thrive
And they were singin'........
Bye, bye, eatin' spuds cheapest pie,
Drove the Uno roun' the town oh wi' the techno up high,
Wearing monkey hats though it's nearly July
Singin', "I'll stick this f**kin' knife in yer eye "
" ..........I'll stick this f**kin' knife in yer eye!"
You'll see them in their usual places,
With baseball hats and ugly faces,
Outside the offy acting hard.
So Shug be nimble, Shug be quick,
And get an ounce of speed on tick
Then cut it up and sell it to yer mates.
All lined up outside wi rollin baccies
A rainbow of exotic trackies,
Givin' abuse to all grannies,
Ya f**ked up bunch of fannies!
And as the day turns into night,
The hoods may gang up to start a fight,
But on their own they're soft as sh ite!
That day the Old Firm tied.
And they were singin'........
Bye, bye, eatin' spuds cheapest pie,
Drove the Uno roun' the town oh wi' the techno up high,
Wearing monkey hats though it's nearly July
Singin', "I'll stick this f**kin' knife in yer eye "
" ..........I'll stick this f**kin' knife in yer eye!"
(Slowly with feeling)
I met a girl who sang 'The Sash', I asked about her f**kin' moustache,
But she just told me to f**k off!
I went down to the local chippy,
Where the hoods hung out and the staff were nippy, And the punters there
harassed me for some fags.
Baseball hats at stupid angles,
The girls each wore three dozen bangles,
Hair done up with scrunchies,
Munching crisps and Crunchies.
But the three meals they enjoy the most,
Are chinese, chippies and beans on toast,
Come Belfast fair they hit the coast,
Those days the Bucky thrives!
And they were singin'........
Bye, bye, eatin' spuds cheapest pie,
Drove the Uno roun' the town oh wi' the techno up high,
Wearing monkey hats though it's nearly July
Singin', "I'll stick this f**kin' knife in yer eye "
" ..........I'll stick this f**kin' knife in yer eye!"
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