Some ask for
"a little slap and tickle"
Got a hammer and sickle
In my rucksack,
But fuck that
I pluck that
Like an eyebrow,
you hausfrau
How now,
Roustabout?
I get soused about
A quarter past three
So don't pass me
by like Nasty
Nas, or Moz
By Marr
On the guitar, a superstar
But ever since The Smiths,
Life's been slightly ajar
Hagar, your horrible
Your breath so stanky,
It's not ignorable