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Correct I Don't Wanna Disco Or Two Lyrics
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Correct I Don't Wanna Disco Or Two
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[Sample] From a very large number of computer rounds Making various assumptions A-Adopting various maxima and minima There is in fact a terrible forecast Of a breakdown of world society In the first decades of the next century [Intro] Buh The entertainment for the night Watching a toilet swimming in piss Who's gonna tip it over the edge? You get a prize for it People ripped to shreds by the whip of exploitation Are deadened, bleeding You failed in expectation I walk around looking at all the toerags with no money Which one's gonna pop me? Break into the house Nick the microwave Stab me in the throat Use my aftershave Old Spice fucker Mediocre Mediocre Mediocre, yeah, mate I'm gonna blade you Fuck the Maze First blood I put a bit of wet dog shit in your Un- Drugged tits Scaly faced boozed pricks No experience equals no deliverance I'm gonna tip yer canoe Copious bollocks We wanna get high And we wanna get loaded And then we're gonna cry And moan about the fucker I don't wanna disco or two I don't wanna disco or two World interiors And balti restaurants Five [?] food and wine Eight pound on two pints I got a fag off the barman Moody Friday Stop trying to show off It doesn't matter where I got my coat from mate You what? Look... Just fuck off! Rain stain callous I want a pint and fight I don't want to improve my fucking life for you You make more money out of my existence than I do I dodge the small towners The music scene 'Think they are's' Shit bands You're all wankers Grinderman bores White funk snores (*snore*) Good relationships with the industry donkeys and live down south Talent forecasts Shut yer mouth! I don't wanna disco or two I don't wanna disco or two Pukka pies Meal deal with a drink Five Ninety-Nine Pot-bellied promoters Cheap coasters I can't get the fucking stain off You know the song's shit I like it So what? That's why I fucking wrote it Blasé Make yer cleg nuts fight the loo roll, mate 'Hey hey hey' fever Pete Wiley dog shit Singer turner DJs Fucking nonsense Just a quick quid Useless like Rick Pete Slow death in stone island Alcohol Down the fucking orange tree Strawberry fields forever Fucking, what dog shit Christmas log Jog on Mystical face twat headlines Look at the wisemen sing I'm flash Here's the ball I beat your fucking soldiers up ming I don't wanna disco or two I don't wanna disco or two I don't wanna disco or two I don't wanna disco or two [Outro]
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