| Miscellaneous
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| Joseph Hendon
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| He’s a fucked up man with a fucked up life
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| Two dirty kids and an ugly wife
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| Standard clothes and a standard car
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| acceptable… that's what you are
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| The only times he’s having fun,
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| is when he’s up he’s neighbours bum
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| Kids himself that’s he’s a man
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| He’s never happy with the plan
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| Moans about he’s got no class
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| Because his heads right up his arse
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| Well we don’t like the things you do
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| And we will not remember… you
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| He tells his kids not to be bad
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| And grow up like their normal dad
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| Then he sneaks off down the porny shop
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| To buy his books and rubber cock
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| He hides behind his mask of grins
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| And covers all his fucking sins
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| Well we don’t like the things you do
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| And we will not remember… You
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| Your praying to your god above
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| To repay all you fucking love
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| But you’re the meanest cunt in town
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| The road in you is fucking down
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| So don’t expect respect from us
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| You fucked your life up, can’t you suss
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| Well we don’t like the things you do
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| And we will not remember… you
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| Well we don’t like the things you do
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| And we will not remember… you |