Can't Hear You 'cause Your Mouth's Full Of Shit
Well I'm Really Back To Basics Right Beside A Bar
Choke The Double Trouble Big One To The Joker With The Card
Good Call
What's The Crack, What's The Damage Done Today
From The Commons To The Common A Banana Skin Away
Throw It Up, Throw It Out
Chuck A Nightmare Dart
Quiet
Compere On The Mic Turns Turning To The Court
Putting Beef Vol-au-vents Across The Union Jack
Bolinger And Bitter Says The Colonies Are Back
Chorus: Hear Ya, I Can't Hear Ya, I Can't Hear Ya, I Can't Hear Ya
Can't Hear You 'cause Your Mouth's Full Of Shit
You Think You're God's Gift
You're A Liar
I Wouldn't Piss On You If You Were On Fire, Fire
(Repeat Chorus)
Up Your Ronson
Take A Tab
With A Flash Of Zippo Light
Through The Hip Parade Passing To The Polaroids Right
The Manic Little Rebel Got A Bottle In His Hand
A Rhyming Manifesto And A Butty From His Mam
Local Lad Made Bad With Cowboy Charm
Said He Doesn't Really Mean Every Screw-'em-all Barb
Pass The Mic
Karaoke For The Yesteryear Stars
Time To Weep Into Your Beer 'til The Fireworks Start
(Repeat Chorus)
You Think You're God's Gift
You're A Liar
I Wouldn't Piss On You If You Were On Fire, Fire
(Repeat Chorus)