Search results for 'your arse'

Get your arse on the dancin' floor
Get your arse on the dancin' floor
Get your arse on the dancin' floor
'Cause the dancin' floor is what your arse

to stick

This lead pipe up your arse
This lead pipe up your arse
This lead pipe up your arse
This lead pipe up your arse
This lead pipe up your arse
This

Your stupid propaganda it´s a waste of time
I´ve heard your prejudice
I´ve heard your lies - I´ve heard your lies
And you can stick it up your arse
I´ve

what your arse is, show me what your arse is bout
Ooft in the morning your arse ain't stopping you know we ain't stopping now, 
Like Hennessey, man ride

a witch

Got my cutlass
On my back and my waist
If you talk tough
I make your arse walk the plank

What a scallywag
All hands hoay come around
Screaming

tell
They love it too
Woh hoh!
It's going up your arse
Woh hoh!
And now you have no arse
I keeps me knifes
Fastened to me knees
And a lovely bouquet
('Er

'Cos you've got your fucking head up your arse!
Those who sang 'the witch is dead' 'cos it's funny
Hurt people in the name of the Easter Bunny
Every man

Why would you be sitting when you could be dancing
Why sit and watch when you could be having fun
Get off your arse, it's time to come and dance

out of time

Damn! You really really really got me goin
My bloods so hot and it's now overflowing
Whoah I can see the red
Bet your arse you're dead

sorry, I meant Hugo Race.

Well, up your arse Jimbo old man,
Up your fucking hole:
You're a prick pure and simple -
It's about time you were told;

And up

Make It Last

Dizzee Rascal

Raskit

2017

just to let me know I'm blessed

But that's all in the past
So just settle off your arse
Reminisce and raise your glass
Nowadays I have a blast

press play
Ain't seen Mum in a month and I miss her
But I'm graftin' in the best way
When you've been on your arse so long
This shit hit different, do

Get Ready

The Anti-Nowhere League

Scum

1998

tonight
Get ready for the fight tonight
..Get ready for the holocaust and kiss your arse goodbye
..Bang bang you're dead
You're looking out for a lot

your arse
Yeeah
And start stomping those boots
Tracing back down to your roots
Rooting back down to your roots
Yeah hearing the toots
Yeah
Toots

Stop working your arse off in a job that you hate
Just to keep making money that you then piss away
And you stare at the ceiling as you're lying in

at the stars
Heaven and hell is a story you'd sell
To the poor and the grieving old soul
Our time here is fleeting, so get your arse greeting
The person who'll

knickers from your arse
Like you're playing a one stringed harp
Like you're playing a one stringed harp, yeah

Like Wily Coyote, as if the fall wasn't enough

Fuck Your Arse With Broken Glass

Gorerotted

Split Your Guts, Vol. 1

2003

numb, beaten, abused
Lying still. after being abused

Fuck...your...arse...with broken glass
Fuck your arse with broken glass

These sick pleasures

Fuck Your Arse With Broken Glass

Gorerotted

Only Tools and Corpses

2004

numb, beaten, abused
Lying still. after being abused

Fuck...your...arse...with broken glass
Fuck your arse with broken glass

These sick pleasures

are (you know who you are)
I see you shaking your arse
Like a rockstar, just like a rockstar
Nobody can touch ya, touch ya
Yeah, you know who you

Said I wouldn't wife a girl again, this shit is ironic
She a fatty, that batty, got my eyes on it
Check your arse, I come fast like supersonic

around too long 
You don't know your arse from your elbow
And you sing the same old song
That you did when you were young
Now it's time
Now it's time for

gotta send you right back, and
Guess what!
I kindly do no pleadin’ 

It’s your arse that your damn busy teasin’
Take you back to your mama, alinze (heh,

tonight
Get ready for the fight tonight
Get ready for the holocaust and kiss your arse goodbye
...Bang Bang you're dead

You're looking out for a lot