You dress like Buck Rogers, you got a bell-end for a face
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If you fu'k with me, the shit you will taste
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Across your lips, you're a disgrace
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So the GLC will destroy the place
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I drinks all the time, I love Martini
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Lambrusco, Lambrini and fukin' ????
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Nobody's gonna fukin' mess with me
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We're the fukin' masters, the GLC
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The fukin' posse, in the fukin, in effect
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You better fukin' give us respect
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That's right, I'm like a parasite
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I come round to your house and keep you up all night
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The ... house kids skanking us on the draw
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After trying to get us in trouble with the law
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We fu'ked him up and left him for dead
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Then we went to Oasis and had chips and pitta bread
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Fu'k with me and I'll flex my muscles
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I'll beat the fu'k out of you oustside Fussels
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I'll fu'k you up like Jack the Ripper
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And make my escape on the Newport Nipper
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If you live in a house or you live in a mansion
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I'll fcuk up your ringpiece like fukin' Charlie Manson
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He's really fu'kin sick and he's in the Goldie Lookin' Chain
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And his name's Love Eggs and he adminsters the pain
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The only way to get rid of the parasitic worm is cider
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I rubs dogshit into my eyes
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I went fukin' blind and no surprise
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I said to the doctor, "Help it burns"
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He said, "No surprise, it's parasitic worms!"
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I got sent to the doctors, I got off the rails
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I'd been eating the shit from underneath my fingernails
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I had to talk to the priest because my parents found my scales
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But they don't know that I'm the biggest pot smoker in Wales
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Parasitic worms are like the Goldie Lookin' Chain
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Inside your intestines, infecting your brain
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Making shit drip but it's drink and strain(?)
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Like the infection the worms gave P Xain
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I got worms, after my girlfriend fcuked my dog
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I noticed one on the shit in the bog
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It was white and squidgy, and it crawled away
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It made my ringpiece itch for the the rest of the day
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I felt bad but I couldn't tell my mum
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I had puss on the paper every time I wiped my bum
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If you're feeling the symptoms your arsehole is wider
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The only thing to do is to drink loads of cider
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If you fcuk with us we'll pass on the infection
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Up Zanzibar's with an injection
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If you're bum starts itching, you've probably got worms
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From swimming in Newport Centre in the piss, shit and germs
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We did that ... , John Frost square that's the venue
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Don't take us on cos we're after a tent, when you spend the night, down at Gwent
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Getting higher and higher just like a glider, or David Hasslehoff off of fukin' Knight Rider
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You're fukin' shit if you take on me cos I'll beat you up and lose your nasal virginity
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I got wrecked out of my brain and beat up some people who didn't understand the Chain
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I fu'ked 'em up, really bad, and then realised one of them was my dad
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The only way to get rid of the parasitic worm is cider
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Cider enema is the order of the day, pumped loads of Strongbow up my arse today
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Inches, Stonehouse, Addlestones, Special K, Diamond White and Diamond Brush, they're the ones that're gonna give you the flush (knows it)
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Watch for parasitic worms, they're fukin' everywhere
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Ringworms, shredworms, tapeworms too, an itchy ringpiece proves you're part of the crew
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The only way to kill 'em is by drinking a brew, twelve pints of cider stops the itchy residue
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My cousin got 'em first and passed 'em to my gran, she spat on the food and got a home help van
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She infected the 'Port by about 70% and gave an itchy ringpiece to the whole of Gwent
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Yeah, man, fukin' itchin' man, I can't fukin' stand it no more... gotta get a fukin' cider enema on fukin' the go.... Safe!
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