by Nevs Coleman

I Didn’t Want To Be On Jools Holland Anyway

You whine about me drinking
Bitch about my fags
You went on about Jesus
Threw out my porno mags

Sold my books for Prozac
Threw up on my cat
Slept with my sister
What can I do with that?

(chorus)
Well you’re a fucking arsehole
You’re so fucking dumb
Couldn’t care less any more
Go and fuck your mum

(rpt)

You’re a big fucking cunt
A big fucking cunt
Big fucking cunt
Oh you’re a big fucking cunt.

I took you to my best pub
You got us thrown out
Could ask nicely for a drink
Instead you had to shout

You wreck my home and my life
I’m at a fucking loss
You don’t do any good
But you say you’re the boss.

(chorus)
Well you’re a fucking arsehole
You’re so fucking dumb
Couldn’t care less any more
Go and fuck your mum

(rpt)

You’re a big fucking cunt
A big fucking cunt
Big fucking cunt
Oh you’re a big fucking cunt.

You swish about in your hipster jeans
Think you’re so weird
With your funny angle haircut
Pontificate as you stroke your beard

But I saw it all before, boy
It’s the same old story
You’re a Dalston rebel now
But in five years you’ll be voting Tory.

(chorus)

SING ALONG!
Well you’re a fucking arsehole
You’re so fucking dumb
Couldn’t care less any more
Go and fuck your mum

(rpt)

You’re a big fucking cunt
A big fucking cunt
Big fucking cunt
Oh you’re a big fucking cunt.

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