Sup up, lad, I've spilt more ale down me waistcoat
Than you've supped tonight.
Bonnington's or Willy's lads?
Willy's tastes like piss.
I've got ten pints down me neck the night,
He's blown some froth off his.
Now I've got to leave  room
I'll Search lyrics

Complete your misery to dwell in sin and despair
A mortal affair to humiliate their minds
Now I'll sea
 for me chips,
So twenty pints is fine,
Hey you, you poof, you fucking cunt,
Get off that pint, it's mine.
Twenty pints of Bonnington's every Friday night.
Twenty pints of Bonnington's then we're outside for a fight.
You think you're one of the Macc Lads?
You look a b
Nemesis lyrics

Lashed to your knees by a serpents tongueforced to eat the liesJehovah. messiah.the bloodstained sword shall crush yo
loody sight.
'Cos I've spilt more ale down me waistcoat,
Than you've supped tonight.
Peter.
And we'll all go down Limmoge's after closing time,
Hey you, you poof, you fucking cunt,
Get off that crack it's mine.
Twenty pints of Bonnington's every Friday night.
Twenty p
Tarot lyrics


TarotTHE SMELL OF SEX IS TAKING ME OVERAROMA AMOURYOU'RE THE PERPETRAITOR...LOVE ME FAST...LOVE ME HARD...ints of Bonnington's then we're outside for a fight.
You think you're one of the Macc Lads?
You're too fucking tight.
'Cos I've spilt more ale down me waistcoat,
Than you've supped tonight.
'Cos I've spilt more ale down me waistcoat,
Than you've supped tonight.