WRITTEN BY PUSSYCAT JOHNSON
IN THE KEBAB SHOP
EATING A DONNER
THEY FEAST LIKE PIGS
BUT THEIR TROUGH IS THE GUTTER
STAGGERING 'ROUND IN PRIMARNI HEELS
KNICKERS DOWN, STRANGER COPPING A FEEL
ORANGE FACES
BLUE CHEESE LEGS
AND RAPISTS SHARKING
FOR THE LEFTOVER DREGS
YEAH THEY'RE POINTING THEIR FINGERS!
LAUGHING AT ME!
SCREAMING AND FIGHTING BUT THEY CAN'T SEE
THEY'RE HIDEOUS! ON THE STREETS!
CHEAP TASTELESS PROCESSED MEAT!
FUCK UGLY AND ON HEAT!
THEY'RE HIDEOUS!
THEY'RE THE FREAKS!
I GOT A MIND
MY OWN IDEAS
I TRY TO PUSH THE BOUNDARIES
AND FACE MY FEARS
YOU LIVE IN A BOX
LIKE PROGRAMMABLE DRONES
OBSESSED WITH FASHION AND MOBILE PHONES
WHAT A DREARY
MISERABLE LIFE
SAME PUB EVERY WEEKEND
SAME OLD SHITE
THUMBING THROUGH RED TOPS
CELEBRITY NEWS
EXPLAINS YOUR BRAINLESS POLITICAL VIEWS
THEY'RE HIDEOUS! ON THE STREETS!
CHEAP TASTELESS PROCESSED MEAT!
FUCK UGLY AND ON HEAT!
THEY'RE HIDEOUS!
OUT ON THE TOWN YEAH
AND THEY'VE HAD ALL THEIR
COCAINE AND CHEAP ALCOHOL
SPILLING OUT OF THE NIGHTCLUBS
REEKING OF VOMIT
SEEING DOUBLE
LOOKING FOR TROUBLE!
THEY'RE HIDEOUS! ON THE STREETS!
CHEAP TASTELESS PROCESSED MEAT!
FUCK UGLY AND ON HEAT!
THEY'RE HIDEOUS!
HIDEOUS!