DICK CAVE & THE BAD CHEESE feat. RILEY MINOGUE
hapless boy lard
© BBC
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They call me the hapless boy lard, |
Why they call me that I do not know, |
Because you're a great useless tosser, |
Yes, I suppose so...
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The first day I saw him I knew he was the one, |
Glazed over eyes and hillbilly smile, |
His cheeks were the tone of his blood red sweater, |
And the cheeks on his face weren't much better... |
When I knocked on the door and I entered the room, |
I'll never forget that look on his face, |
He would be my first man and with my careful hand, |
I went: fancy a brew back at my place???
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They call me the hapless boy lard, |
Why they call me that I do not know,
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Because you're a fat gormless pillock, |
Yes, I suppose so...
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On the second day I was fucked off with him already, |
When Roger Bannister called me on the phone, |
He said: Bruno Brookes had to go, you can have your own show, |
But you'll have to bring Lard, you can't do it on your own, |
So I got started in showbiz on Radio 1, |
And after two weeks all the listeners had gone, |
But at least it's a start, it's a foot in the door, |
Now I'm stuck with this tosser for evermore,
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They call me the hapless boy lard, |
Why they call me that I do not know, |
Because you're a fat gormless pillock, |
Yes, I suppose so... Yes, I suppose so...
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