Sex Pistols - Friggin' in the Riggin' Lyrics
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Friggin' in the Riggin'
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What Are The Lyrics For Friggin' in the Riggin' By Sex Pistols?
Ahoy scurvey's
Listen to this then It was on the good ship Venus By Christ, ya should've seen us The figurehead was a whore in bed And the mast, a mammoth penis The captain of this lugger He was a dirty bugger He wasn't fit to shovel shit From one place to another Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f*ck all else to do Captain's name was Morgan By Christ, he was a gorgon Ten times a day sweet tunes he'd play On his fuckin' organ The first mate's name was Cooper By Christ he was a trooper He jerked and jerked until he worked Himself into a stupor Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f*ck all else to do Hold on Give it some bollocks The second mate was Andy By Christ, he had a dandy 'Til they crushed his cock on a jagged rock From cumming in the brandy The cabin boy was Flipper He was a fuckin' nipper He stuffed his ass with broken glass And circumcised the skipper Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f*ck all else to do Ahoy Jimmy Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f*ck all else to do The Captain's wife was Mabel To f*ck she was not able So the dirty shits, they nailed her tits Across the barroom table The Captain had a daughter Who fell in deep sea water Delighted squeals we knew the eels Had found 'er sexual quarters Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f*ck all else to do Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f*ck all else to do Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f*ck all else to do Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f*ck all else to do Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f*ck all else to do Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f*ck all else to do Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f*ck all else to do Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f*ck all else to do Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f*ck all else to do Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f*ck all else to do |
Who Wrote Friggin' in the Riggin' By Sex Pistols?
Stephen Philip Jones
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