Lyrics:
a mime that's saying and playing sod all
And the after effects are making my skin crawl
I've been hard choked into a pool of inaction
It's all
a mime that's saying and playing sod all
And the after effects are making my skin crawl
I've been hard choked into a pool of inaction
It's all
a stupid also ran well, I heard a lot of
Talk about your master plan
I don't think you'll be a star
You ain't gonna go that far
You're all talk and sod all
tonight
But sod ‘em all ‘till tomorrow
In this Sodom and Gomorrah
I didn’t hear a thing
I didn’t see anything
But worst of all
I didn’t do anything
Chorus
you think I'll let you pull me down to
Your third-class communication,
And bulldoze over all my sensitivities
You've read me all wrong.
Sod off
Sod off
Sod's law
I was chaffed all.
Sod's Law
I was chaffed all.
Is that a perfect life or perfect lies?
Is there anybody be advised?
In tune for us
eaten object she'd say that she'd sod all her friends
Who had left her to drink from her bottle
Drinks to remember
I, me and myself, winds up
eaten object she'd say that she'd sod all her friends
Who had left her to drink from her bottle
Drinks to remember
I, me and myself, winds up
get lost
Why can't we all sod off
And check out in a limousine
En route to somewhere forever green
Welcome to the Laidback hotel
Meet our resident
little monkey
Does sod all work all he makes sure is that it stays funky
Barreled
The ships turned over
That stupid little twits got a bloody hangover
on me
I count racks only
I was stress ode
Now it's it's SOD
Now all they pressed odee
Now they pressed odee
You Should proud of me
You should be proud
to feel things like you do
But I'm not tearing my heart out for you dear
And when you wake up I won't even be here
Sod all your funny little ways
They
the mess in a box
But instead we sat like a couple of twats
Fixing sweet sod all cept wa gaze on the wall
Watching the hands spin around on the clock
All you
the conference call.
Can't even watch sport. There's no football. I'm doing sod all. My life's mothballed.
Dreaming of all the things I'm going to do
When this
to attend the conference call.
Can't even watch sport. There's no football. I'm doing sod all. My life's mothballed.
Dreaming of all the things I'm going
Never drink ale like common people
Never start a fight or throw up in t’sink.
And then dance, eat crap and screw, because there's sod all else
a nod
I lay it down for the youth like it's sod
All the snakes in the grass I get even not odd
I'm getting even
I'm getting evil towards people who come
sod all
Then at least we're white and free
Hiding behind hand-me-down bigotry
A nation of jurors judging others by the color of a book
That was written
radiant song
But tragedy had stuck. I ran out of luck
With my soul of muck and sod
All that I tuck, my mind in a ruck
Is there truly such thing as a god
lanes
Came out of the changing room
And absolutely sod all had changed
So I'll stay in your lanes
Speedo, speed wise
Speedo, speed wise
Speedo,
to mean sod all
Oh! what a let down!
Oh! what a boring let down!
Did you just say something?
I must have blown away
Got bored and slowly died
Forget what
liberation is rigged so he's got sod all to give
Time and time there's always something to see
Like their oppressive manifesto captivated his dreams
He thinks
what a fucking palaver
Couldn't decide what to eat ended up with sod all
Next we're off to play Gwyl Celtaidd Abertawe
Singing Calon Lan in the style
drive me up the wall
I need to see your face that's all
You little sod I love your eyes
Be everything to me tonight
The streets are full of Goths
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