I live on the fourteenth floor
Of a tower block, and when I get bored
I call 'cooee' to the passers-by
And when they look up I gob in their eye
Gob on you and your way of life
Gob on you and your ratbag wife
Gob on you and your spending cuts
Gob on you, kick you in the guts
Gob on you ‘cos I hate your guts!
Gob on you, kick you IN the nuts!
Gob on you you’re a stupid old git. ‘Cos you’re full of shiiiiiit!!!!”
I go out west every night
Go down to the pub looking for a fight
I have ten lagers then I have ten more
And I jump up and down, and I'm sick on the floor
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