Sod's Law
I'm feeling down again because I've just heard Phil Collins new single what a turd
I need a pick me up not a wind me up, songs about pain in the rain Phil I don't give a fuck
Your childish scrawls are pitiful and cheap, I'll show you how easy it is you snivelling creep
I need a disco hit whirring round in my brain like a cancerous growth, God farts in my face again
Sods Law is becoming a bore
I tell you Sods Law I can't cope anymore
Sods Law you can't ignore
Down again I'm feeling down again
I don't feel the pain because it rhymes with rain
Take me away 'cause I've nothing to say 'cept it's a shitty old day, nothing to say except
Sods Law is becoming a bore
Sods Law I don't care anymore
Sods Law you cant ignore
Down again I'm on the floor again
So low, I can't take anymore
Take me away 'cause I've nothing to say 'cept it's a shitty old day, nothing to say
Sods Law it's becoming a bore
Sods Law can't take anymore
Sods Law can't ignore
Down again I'm so down again
So low but the sun shines now
Take me away 'cause I've nothing to say 'cept it's a shitty old day, nothing to say except
Sod off!
Trains late 'cause I'm early
Guess what Kev found in the mix..... a short and curly
And there's Phil Collins blasting out again on the shop floor radio
commercial farce daytime dross making me wish I'd been still born
Sod off!
MtM 1990