作曲 : Chumbawamba
I can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit 
Do something about it 
Well I'm really back to basics right beside a bar 
Choke the double trouble big one to the joker with card 
Good call 
What's the crack what's the damage done today 
From teh commons to the common a banana skin away 
Knock it back knock it out 
Chuck a nightmare dart 
Quiet Compere on the mic turns turning to the court 
Putting beef vol-au-vents across the union jack 
Bolinger and bitter says the colonies are back 
I can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit 
Do something about it 
You think you're god's gift 
You're liar 
I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire 
Up yer ronson 
Take a tab 
With a flash of zippo light 
Catch the hip parade passing the polaroids right 
Check the manic little rebel with a bottle in his hand 
A rhyming manifesto and a butty from his mam 
Local lad made bad with cowboy charm 
Claims he doesn't really mean every screw-'em-all barb 
Pass the mic 
Karaoke with the yesteryear stars 
Time to weep into your beer til the fireworks start 
I can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit 
Do something about it 
You think you're god's gift 
You're liar 
I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire