Here comes the star of the show, but he?s got p*** on his clothes - still he?s the man with all the front. Ladies and gentlemen, let?s have your warmest welcome for the world?s biggest little c***.
There?s no curtain call, no screaming applause.
Little comedian, flat on my face again; and no one?s laughing, little comedian.
Knock knock, I wonder who?s that? Knocking everyone?s drinks back and treading s*** into the rug. It?s the boy with the poison inside. The funny-man with the weak little spine, still he?s his mother?s favourite thug.
There?s no curtain call, no screaming applause.
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8am, last nights dawning. I feel the bathroom calling, with my 3 minute sickness warning.
Head hung over the basin, memories of last night racing, to the mirror with sick face in
There?s no curtain call, no screaming applause.
[CHORUS]
There?s no curtain call, no screaming applause.
Little comedian, flat on my face again; and no one?s laughing, little comedian.
Knock knock, I wonder who?s that? Knocking everyone?s drinks back and treading s*** into the rug. It?s the boy with the poison inside. The funny-man with the weak little spine, still he?s his mother?s favourite thug.
There?s no curtain call, no screaming applause.
[CHORUS]
8am, last nights dawning. I feel the bathroom calling, with my 3 minute sickness warning.
Head hung over the basin, memories of last night racing, to the mirror with sick face in
There?s no curtain call, no screaming applause.
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