Trapped in a box
Trapped in a box by a cockney nutjob Have a cup of tea...have a cup of tea Iím the hitcher Let me put you in the picture Creeping in your room in the dead of night With me solo polo vision
Iím a cockney geezer...watch me bleed ya Iíll do the ripper, when he watches you nip her I taught him how to slice I cut him up a treat
Pound your banana (two pound your pear) Pound your banana (two pound your pear) Pound your banana (two pound your pear) Cor me shivers with your melons...oh yeah
Coming in strong like a freakshow nightmare Dancing skeletons - white, blue and yella ëuns Moving through the shadows with the speed of a cat And if you cross us weíll cut ya And you ainít gonna like that...
Iím bad juju I use voodoo if I choose to I harness the forces of evil to abuse you With power, a bellow, an evil magnet Sucking up your soul And you ainít gonna like that.
Is it Written?
Is it written that a man should die for a dream? Is it written that a man should die for nothing? Is it deadÖ is it writtenÖ that a man must dieeeeeeeee |