KERMITZ MIDDLE FINGER:

(Lyrics by Robinson, Butcher, Gibbins)

Frog Fucking
Bacon Bashing
Pork Kissing
Chop Licking
Smokey Bacon Ass Bitch
Smokey Bacon Ass Bitch

KILL McDONALDS:

(Lyrics by Robsinson, Parry)

I wanna kill McDonalds
And then I wanna waste
That Fucking clown Ronald
And then I'll make a paste
Of his Brains and Stomach
And Feed it to his Mum
A Fucking Dead clown Burger
Laced with Caesium

I'd like to give the people
Who do that Stupid Job
5 Stars each and then a chance
To kill their Fuckin' boss
By feeding him his Burgers
And then waiting to see
Just how long before he caught
The Rampant CJD

All the Little Children
Eating Happy meals
I'd tell 'em what was in it
Then see how they feel
Rip down the Golden Arches
But that don't mean a thing
'Cos next week they'll only build
A Fuckin' Burger King

THE SPY SONG:

(Lyrics by Parry)

This is a Song about people with ZZ Top style Beards
When you're following someone, Stay close to them
But not close enough to be noticed
If you are noticed have an excuse like walking the Dog
Get up close and Smell them
SMELL THE FEAR
But most importantly keep a Sharp Lookout

KEEP A SHARP LOOKOUT
KEEP A SHARP LOOKOUT

It's Illegal what you do,
we have names for people like you
Your called Perverts
Just ask Rolf Harris
and His Animals
or the cast of Coronation Street
So remember Look Out

KEEP A SHARP LOOKOUT
KEEP A SHARP LOOKOUT

MY TOWN:

(Lyrics by Parry)

I Hate the place that I've moved to
You know what I mean cos you probably do to
Everything around here's a mess
All the Bus Stops are a Cider creche
Mums Pushin' prams, 14 years old
Everyone lives in the same old Mould
Nothing ever happens much Just hang on for Friday and do your Drugs

I Hate The Inbred place were I live X4

Call me what you like, Call me a Queer
Incest has No meaning here
Keep on calling me a Slob
You're the One that's never Gonna get a Job
You know who I am, you know what I Do
What the Fuck's it gotta do with you?
I hate this place, I fuckin' hate it
Livin' in a town were everyone's related

DIAGNOSIS MURDER:

Dick Van Dyke, Dick Van Dyke,
Dick Van Dyke, Dick Van Dyke,
Dick Van Dyke, Dick Van Dyke,
Dick Van Dyke

STACATTO PIGME:

(Lyrics by Parry)

Choose How you wanna play it
Cos life is just a game
And if you don't go out to win
then you'll get pushed aside
Conformance is the best way
for you to get by
Freedom is your own life
and for this you Gotta try

Why do things like this happen?
I just don't understand them
Good things never come to those who
Wait X4

You have ideas of the One
and you wait all your life
But when you finally find her
it turns to a pile of Shite
You feel a great resentment
and you just can't be friends
It's hard I know the way it goes
but all good things must end

JUST CARRY ON:

(Lyrics by Robinson)

I can't believe that I'm just sat here
Doin' Nothin', Doin' Nothin' Doin' Nothin', Not one damn thing
and I can't move and I'm just screwed.
And I'm just screwed, and I'm just screwed, and I'm just screwed, and I can't move
all this stuff that I'm not doin' All this life not being used.
And I'm not thinking, I'm not thinking, I'm not thinking,
I'm not thinking, I'm not thinking, I'm not thinking,
All these thoughts I seem to lose
All the People, All the People, All the People In this place,
All the People, All the People, All the People work for Food

A..R..T

Now I've been thinking of someway, Tryin' to help me to Escape
Now I'm laughing 'cos its pointless, pointless just a Big mistake
I'm a Sadist 'cos I hate this but I think I'll stick around
Now I'm Wired 'cos I'm a Liar, So is everyone in town
The Box we all live our lives in, Is the first one that we found
And we see outside it now, and we deny it to ourselves
And we wonder why our boxes all take the shape of Hell
It's 'cos we Deny it to ourselves

FLYING WOTSIT THINGY:

(Lyrics by Robinson)

Whatever happened to my Face,
My Face is bending out of place
My body's rotting into Waste,
my hands are freezing this I hate
Whatever happened to my Skin,
My skin is thin and Caving In
My Smiles a slit and I grin
My Smiles a slit that I live in

My Eyes what happened to my Eyes
My Eyes are melting have gone Blind
Watch my Nails as they Unwind,
Body Rotting not much time
Inserting needles, feeling calm
Watch the Scars crawl up my Arms
My bones are turnin' into blood,
My blood is flowing like a Flood

Are You Ready?

GO! x4

La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La x4

I can't believe that we're all Lies!!!! x4

ON YOUR OWN:

(Lyrics by Parry)

Nothing makes sense, Never Will Why do people feel the need to Kill
Destroy the things that they don't like
No-one questions, so that makes it right
Nothing changes never will Sooner or later something's gotta give
I'll try for me, I'll try for you
You gotta remember that this takes Two

I can't do this On my Own
I can't do this all Alone
Crazy World has Lost Control
You'll never make it On Your Own

I tried hard, you know that I did
I was drained with nothing left to give
I gave you my all, my all to you
Only you could Decide, What to do
You are One Minded, You do it a lot
You went it Alone, Now look what you got
Nothing to show, For all that you had
Look what you've done to You, You turned your World black

MA CHICO MA LABCOAT:

(Lyrics by Robinson, Parry, Gibbins)

DOGFOOD:

(Lyrics by Robinson)

I might as well just Kill myself
I might as well be someone else
All my Rights and Wrongs been taught
Like every Stinking Bastard thought

Systems Control, Mindless Drones
Life is Shit, Hygiene's useless Pots of Piss

I might as well just Kill myself
I might as well be someone else
All my Rights and Wrongs been taught
Like every Stinking Bastard thought
Now I could Rape upon command
Those that do you understand
It's Survival on my Hit list
It's survival of the Shittest

Lyrics taken from the Kermitz Middle Finger Debut CD