Song Lyrics

Eat, sleep and crap
For to prey on your needs
Down a dark street
In backwater Leeds
I seen yer comin'
Come in, lads!
You seen this ad?
Too bad, bad, bad
What you get
Is what you see
It's a trickle down theory
And it's coming to me
Life's a whip-round
And I've got the whip
It's a sinking ship
Drip, drip, drip
Drip, drip, drip goes the water
Take me in
Throw me out
Put me up
Let me down
Dark, satanic
Run-of-the-mill
Sing us a song
And I'll send you the bill
My nicotine grip
My smokin' gun
It's how I get my fun
Better run, run, run
Your olfactory nerves
All up the spout
You can't smell a rat
When your nose is out
Rent-to-kill
By any other name
Kiss an old flame
Shame, shame, shame
Drip, drip, drip goes the water
Take me in
Throw me out
Put me up
Let me down

Alice Nutter, Allen Whalley, Darren Hamer, Duncan Bruce, Judith Abbott, Louise Watts, Nigel Hunter, Paul Greco