Both my arms and legs, Are torn to shreds, My eyes are tired and grey
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Both my arms and legs, Are torn to shreds, My eyes are tired and grey
I want to give peace, love and kisses out, To this whole stinking world
The big shop is open, It's a wonderful world
Look away Ronald Reagan
From the black bag skip in the parking lot, It's a short bad trip to the candy shop
From the high rise priest of the office blocks, To a five year lease on a cardboard box
I need communion, confirmation and absolution for my crimes
The big shop is open, It's a wonderful world
Twenty four minutes from Tulse Hill, The driver's dressed in black, He's dead on the dead man's handle, And we ain't coming back
He was infamous for fifteen minutes and he appeared on Panorama
I James Robert Injustice, being of unsound body and mind, hereby bequeath all my worldly goods to anyone who wants 'em.
We've got yardies, steamers, parasitic cops, Bostik boys playing chicken in the box,
Like losers in a Michael Winner script, It's got a BMX certificate
He flies through the air, With the greatest of ease, That daring young man, In the blue dungarees
Parazone and Fairy Liquid, If it's in a glass, you'll drink it
I want to give peace, love and kisses out, To this whole stinking world
Disneyland or dipsomania, Pick a flavour
If we club together, with all the diamonds we've saved, we could look to our hearts and say, we've got it in spades.
Love ain't like the movies, It blisters and bruises, And knocks you around with its fists
Chloraflouracarbon Lord, Asbestos lead asbestos
We've got yardies, steamers, parasitic cops, Bostik boys playing chicken in the box,
Look away John F Kennedy
Yesterday they took away our bus stop, Today they'll try and take our happy home
To the North of Katmandu, There's tiny children sniffing glue
Twenty four minutes from Tulse Hill let's go
You need your Nutrasweet Daddy, Or some Peppermint Patty, Or just a hackneyed old cabby, Who can take you and your babby away
I want to give peace, love and kisses out, To this whole stinking world
It leaves you a wreckage, all postage and package, Sealed with Glasgow kiss
If we club together, with all the diamonds we've saved, we could look to our hearts and say, we've got it in spades.
I'm underage and uninsured, On the High Road to Domestos