Father's very noisy with his 'bines Said they're all the same it makes you sick Need a bleeding boot up their behinds That would bloody shift them double quick
Father drops his toffee after tea All them monkey's sprouting their advice Bleeding, bloody berks, believe you me Twenty times as much for half the price
In the kitchen, mother The kettle's got a hard-on (father) You can't call this dripping It hasn't got no lard on (father)
(father, father, father, father)
Father's in the khazi half-an-hour "What's it all about?", is what I think Shove them all inside the bloody Tower Blinking, bloody, bleeding sodding pink
In the kitchen, mother The kettle's got a hard-on (father) You can't call this dripping It hasn't got no lard on (father)
Father's drops his toffee after tea "What's it all about?", is what I think Bleeding load of berks, believe you me Shove them all inside the blinking clink
Get them off your mother And see what's on the telly The buttons on your nightie Are getting on my nelly