Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cupcakes, artist - The Rumjacks.
Date of issue: 11.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cupcakes |
Some twunt said I wasn’t punk enough |
Am I not dirty filthy stinkin fucking drunk enough? |
I guess I’m gonna have to learn to suck it up |
All on my Pat Malone |
I’m more skinhead than you (oi-oi-oi) |
Me boots were made in Eng-ur-land, I did me own tattoos |
I’d show 'em to ya here but they would prolly start a blue |
I’m more skinhead than you |
My blood’s greener than yours |
My neighbours sisters boyfriend used to roadie for The Corrs |
Though it’s been eight generations since we kissed Old Erins shores |
My bloods greener than yours |
Some twunt said I wasn’t punk enough |
Am I not dirty filthy stinkin fucking drunk enough? |
I swear this shit is real, I couldn’t make it up |
Some twunt said I wasn’t punk enough |
Am I not dirty filthy stinkin fucking drunk enough? |
You tell me there’s no rules and I’ll still fuck it up |
But how? |
I’ll never know |
You new skool punx gimme the shits (1−2-3−4) |
I was into Green Day when you were only kids |
And me old man says that song o' theirs was written by the skids |
You new skool punx gimme the shits |
I’m a bigger greaser by far |
Though my psyco/punka/rockabilly girlfriends got the car |
'Cause she needs it where she’s working at that topless titty-bar |
To pay of the photographer who took them pinup snaps of her |
And cupcakes! |
what the fucks with cupcakes? |
I think I made a mistake by lending her my car |
There’s cupcakes comin' out her arse, they drive me round the bend |
There’s cupcakes for her ditzy-dozy polka dotted friends |
There’s cupcakes made of wax, but you can’t eat 'em, they’re for show |
For show to who? |
I’ll never ever know, I’ll never ever know… |