DAAS LYRICS 3


Maria


I love a girl called Maria Her name is Maria They call her Mari, Mari Mari, Mari, Maria She loves a guy who's a Maori A New Zealand Maori Yes, he's a Maori, Maori, Maori, Maori, Maori They sailed a kayak down the Murry A kayak down the Murry Down the Murray Murray, Murray, Murray They docked their boat at the marina They docked at the marina At the mari, mari Mari, mari, marina They love pasta marinara Pasta marinara They love their mari Mari, mari, marinara They skipped through a field of marigold Though a field of marigolds A field of mari, Mari, mari, marigolds They said one they would marry One day they would marry Yes, they'd marry, Marry, marry, marry, marry Sadly they died this afternoon Cha - cha - cha.

Warsong

With a downward blast From his doughy arse Like a lance of fire He shot up the mast As he mumbled blasphemous epitaphs "I am the sailor!" And the captian cried with a mighty heave-ho, "Enemy sighted on the starboard bow Load your cannons let 'em go For God Is on out side boys" In the dust and sand Of a foreign land With hands afire He buried his friend He beat his brow And cursing foul he said "I am the solider" And the private laughed as he reached the bluff His gun barrel smoking and enough's enough "We've done more damage than Old MacDuff And God Is on our side boys" He flew through the flak On the first attack The bomb bay open On a missile's back "Here's the pay load" He crudely spat "I am the airman" And the general sighed "This is our last stand Let every man say 'amen' For we'll not see daylight again And God Is on our side boys" Well the airman plunged into the pine And the sailor drowned in the briny brine And the soldiers in haste put his foot on a mine And it comes to all in time boys For on the day they died boys God Was on the other side boys.

when I Get Famous

When I get famous there'll be so many people want to know me So if you want to know me right now You'd better make some kind of an effort When I get famous there'll be so many people Clambering to touch my hands I don't care if your love ain't real I just want to know that feel I want someone to love me I want someone to love me Because you rejected me You rejected me But when I get famous there'll be so many people want to know me. I'll just be able to pick and choose You'll just be one is a line When I get famous there'll be so many people clambering to touch my finger tips I don't care if your love ain't real I just want to know that feel I want someone to love me I want someone to love me Because you rejected me You rejected me But when I get famous there'll be so many people want to know me!

The Sun (Here Comes)

Lust crazed and underaged in a teenage rampage A purgatory sex orgy For bible-bashing whorship tory Public virtue - private vice Animal sacrifice Maimed stoned Muslim terror Horror in the and and Kylie is an alien. Transvestite in the House of Commons Margret Thatcher witches coven I journeyed through Hell Through a virgin blood bath tie me up, and tease me, Rubber please, says specialist Athlete fails drug test - trio in a love nest Kylie is a brussel sprout. Reform girls castrated cockerspaniel Minister in panty-raid Schoolgirl scandle pervert vandal impaled on the handle 'Bug-eyed fruit loops' we are at war with evil (ah gotch). Here comes the sun. The Guardian and the Truth The Hearld, The Times Delivered to me and you - I read it all in letters 10ft tall The muse of the newspapers Writing on the toilet walls Simese twins in incest torture chamber Herbal remedy fot terminal cancer Midget doctor-caesarian catastrophy Test tube-baby turns to black tar algae I didn't mean to hurt her, the bastards forced me. Acupunture proved to be a cure for haemophelia And Kylie has a sister. Quiet student real life panty hose serial killer Vile sex crimes and a cannibal dinner Dwarf and giant in a dirty sex video. Man dies of rust after eating auto Poligamy for lager lout whose Bestfriend is a brussel sprout and Kylie is a poofter. And Jason is a a hetero! Boy 5, gives birth to a deformed older brother Maltese girl, 13, now great great grandmother Sewerage system feeds 2-headed monster, medal of honour For an armless butcher. Here comes the sun, day sport The news of the world My page 3 lady is A big- big girl I read it all, in letters 10ft tall The muse of the newspapers, Smwaring shit down toilet walls Through the halls, across the floor Smearing the shit over us all - Ah, gotcha!

The Middle Class

Ba doom, ba doom Ba doom, ba doom. Your heart feel so right Your eyes swim in the beer Where the bar room lights are hung With your friend Jo-jo With your friend Pierre You drink a toast to being young. Jo-jo thinks he's Voltar Pierre, he's Cassonova, And me, I proudly do not care Me! Me! I'm Natratilova! And at midnight We watch the sales men pass Coming out of hotels that have real class We show them our good manners And we show them our arse And oh, how we sang The middle class Are just like pigs The older they get The fatter they get The middle class Are just like pigs The fatter they get The less they regret. Ba doom, ba doom Ba doom, ba doom. Your heart feel so right Your eyes swim in the beer Where the bar room lights are hung With your friend Jo-jo With your friend Pierre Holding on to being young. Voltar danced like a vicar But Casonova was too stout And me, I proudly do not care And Paul stank til we passed out. We watch the sales men pass Coming out of hotels that have real class We show them our good manners And we show them our arse And oh, how we sang The middle class Are just like pigs The older they get The fatter they get The middle class Are just like pigs The fatter they get The less they regret. Ba doom, ba doom Ba doom, ba doom. But now your heart slows down Your eyes do not flash The hotel bartender sings our praise Now! Jo-jo is no clown Pierre pays in cash Amoung the book keepers we spend our days Now Jo-jo just speaks of Voltar And Casonova is just a book on the shelf And Me! Me! Me! Ish! Moi! Je! Me! I speak only of myself (Yeah, yeah, Tim, Tim, Tim, all the time, Me, me, me. Ego maniac.) And everybody knows That we've got real class There is not a night that we can't pass Those lousy little kids Always showing their arse - Hmmm, not bad Oh god how they sing The middle class Are just like pigs The older they get The fatter they get The middle class Are just like pigs The fatter they get The less they regret!

Touch Me You Fool

You've been flirting like crazy Since I walked in through the door You were so damn obvious I almost licked the floor And though your not attractive There is still something that appeals Like a baby seal with its head caved in Or eating jellied eels. Please don't turn away now You know exactly who you are. Is it just that you smell the scent Of a minor mega-star Nows your chance Let's not dance Let's really get in on And touch me you fool (touch him you fool) And touch me you fool (touch him you fool) I know (I know) your shy Forget (forget) that guy And touch me! (touch him!) You play fair, you're Mayfair Your hotels on Park Lane Your waterworks are wonderful Oh how can I explain That to me your more than cute Your no trivial pursuit Your the one I'd go to jail for The one that I'd post bail for I wont pass go if you say no Give me the chance to play for - Kiss me you fool, kiss me you fool Your not cupid, Just kiss me stupid! Kiss me! Come on and kiss me you fool Come on and kiss me you fool Come on and kiss me you fool Come on and kiss me you fool For you I'd scale the Gandees I'd swin the Piranese I'd wade through vats of leeches In the nude, just as a tease. I'd open up my heart for you And various other things Your eyes are most inviting Your lips are so exciting C'mon let's play, Don't run away I need you so, it's frightening! Feel me you fool (feel me you fool) Feel me you fool (feel me you fool) Oh it (it would) be bliss Get a grip ( a grip) on this! And feel me! (and feel me!) C'mon and feel me, touch me, squeeze me, tease me, Bump me, pump me, hump me, jump me Root me, poop me, hoop me, scoop me, Hurt me, squirt me, Belch me, felch me, Whip me.... Just fuck me!

Jack

What are your hands Jack. Black from the coal. What is your back Jack. Snapped and cracked from Diggin' it, diggin' it what's that Soul. Failed the test Need to rest I all caught up in a twisted wreck. Failed the test Need to rest I all caught up in a twisted wreck.

My Baby's Gone to Jail

My baby's gone to jail, she won't be out for quite a while My baby's gone to jail, cause she set fire to my child You know what she did, she charcoal grilled the kid Then got a butane lighter to ignite the little shit! All I'm saying is I think she's a psychopath She threw a radiator into my sister's bath and I'm just praying, must I paint a picture All I'm hoping is that they wont convict her. My baby's gone to jail. She reads books to me By the Marquis De Sade I'd like to repremand her But it's always hard. And she's a sado-masochist An anochistic arsonist Manic Depressive Dalinist And she gets worse when she gets premenstrual. All I'm saying is she needs psychiatric care She swallowed razor blades in truth or dare and All I'm saying is hey! Give her a break. You all know that we've all made mistakes So What! So What! So What! So What! If they use the noose They'll crack her pretty neck They'll singe her hair If she goes to the chair And although she cut My Ovaltine with crack I want her back! My baby's gone to jail, she may be doing life. She took a twelve inch shotgun and blew away my wife I'll beg the judge to join her in a six foot cell, Cause cruising singles bars is worse than hell. All I'm saying is She's got this jealous streak Saw my woman and Man she really freaked Took that chainsaw of love To say we're through Cut off my wedding ring And took my finger too. My baby's gone to jail My baby's gone My baby's gone to jail My baby's gone My baby's gone to jail My baby's gone My baby's gone to jail My baby's gone So what!

Sailors Arms

I met her at the 'Sailor Arms' A bar down by the docks Full of prostitutes and deviants And fellows wearing frocks Went there to drown my sorrow My misery and paaaiiiiaaaiiiiaan With fourteen multicoloured pills And a pint of heavy ale And I saw this girl across the way Who was smiling through the wine So I begged her come on over Come on over, spend some time And I spilled my life before her And she seemed to understand Although she was a girl We were talking man to man For love is where you find it Wherever that may be For me it was in the Sailors Arms At twenty-five past three There's something strange about her I can't put my finger on But I wanna tell the world That she's the one I wanna tell the world That she's the one. The strolled up to the toilets She strolled into the Gents I asked her why she did it Why she'd gone to pay the rent We arm-wrestled and I lost She beat me with a spike Told me filthy jokes That were quite unlady-like It was four in the morning And through the smokey haze I could've been mistaken But she needed to shave For love is where you find it Wherever that may be For me it was in the Sailors Arms With a better man than me Her husky voice seduced me My heart was in a mess I sat upon her knee As something twitched beneath her dress There's something more than knees beneath her dress You've got nice eyes says I Oh Sir, I am suprised What large hands I said All the better to touch you with God, you arms look strong A woman's work is never done Your legs are quite hirsuite Aren't you the saucy one! I was feeling less than stable When she said her name was Ken Well if I had suspicions Lord I should've had 'em then She cried as she told me How she was so confused One more visit to the doctor She'd have nothing left to lose I ran my fingers through her wig She lightly stroked my hair She said she was a man I told her I don't care For love is where you find it Wherever that may be For me it was in a hopper bin With my trousers 'round my knees There's something strange about her I just put my finger on And I want to tell the world That she's the one (he's the one) I want to tell the world That its the one!

Tell Laura I Love Her

Tommy and Laura were lovers He wanted to give her everything Flowers, presents But most of all, a wedding ring. He saw a sign for a stock car race Thousand dollars prize it read So he gets Laura on the phone So to her Mother Tommy said Tell Laura I love her Tell Laura I need her Tell Laura I may be late There's something I must do that cannot wait He drove his car to the racing ground He was the youngest driver there The crowd roared as they started to race Round the track they went, at a deadly pace No-one knows what happened that day How his car overturned in flames But as they pulled his body from the twisted wreck With his dying breath they heard him say Tell Laura I love her Tell Laura I need her Tell Laura not to cry There's something I must do and that is die Now in the chapel where Laura prayed For her Tommy who passes away It was for her he lived and died Alone in the chapel, she hears him cry Tell Laura I love her Tell Laura I need her Tell Laura not to cry My love for her will never die.

World's Best Kisser

I'm wet and I'm moist So come on let's rejoice In the birds, the bees, the fillies and the colts And the fact that we are all young adults And lie back in your couch After this there'll be no doubt I don't care if your a Miss or a Missus You done been kissed by the worlds best kisser. Ho ho sit up and straight and pout I'll suck your face until I pull your mollars out A tongue so long you'll call me more than frienD One kiss from this you'll never bruch your teeth again. Go back to your husband now Tell him you done break your vow Stand proud and say, Hey Mister, I've just been kissed by the worlds best kisser. Ho ho sit up straight and pout I'll suck your face until I pull your wisdoms out A tongue so long, it really grows and grows Put it in your mouth and it'll clean out your nose I've only kissed on girl before My Grandma on the kitchen floor She dribbled and grinned and said, Hey Kid, You taught me things your Grandpa never did She added there'd be hell to pay If Ma found out we'd gone astray So hurry boy, go and get some sleep You've finally got some skills to teach.... the sheep Hey hey - calm down and pucker up These lips are strong enough to stop a truck, A tongue so long it really packs a punch, One kiss from this And I'll know what you had for lunch, One kiss from this And I'll know what you had for lunch...
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