Everybody thinks I'm a joke
I see them laughing when west house starts to smoke
Nobody knows I've got a mustache
And if they do they just laugh


I wanna buy you a flip screen Motorola
It's gonna make you happier than you've been


I wanna go to the bank with you
I've probably got a cheque that's due
I wanna get you something to remember, yeah me by

I wanna buy you a flip screen motorola
It's gonna make you happier than you've been


When I walk, down your street at night
Where in day, the builders I don't like
Make flats, for twats in Canary Wharf
If I, was someone else I would climb
And look down on your house from above
Where your middle-class parents make love
And your cat and your dog make love
I wish them death from above, yeah


Its got aerials it's got ringtones
And you now, just got a motorola
So remember, oh remember me
I'm gonna get you, a flip screen motorola
'Rola, 'Rola, 'Rola, 'Rola, 'Rola, 'Rola