Paroles That Fucking Cat's Back de Kevin Bloody Wilson

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I was pissed and disorderly again last Friday nightI got thrown out of the pub just after nineIt's not the first time that 'hat's happened but if I remember rightI think they caught me pissing in the fireWaltzin' trippin' to the car park, took a short cut down the lane,When a fuckin' cat jumped out a rubbish bin.So I picked the cunt up by the tail and looked him up and downFancy throwing away a perfectly good cat like himBut that fuckin' cat's back, now how did he do thatI slammed me foot right up his bum and kicked the cunt to kingdom comeNow where the fuck did he come from, that fuckin' cat's backThat fucking cat's backThat fucking cat's backI took all the back streets going home that nightCause I didn't wanna end up in the canAnd I'd just turned into my street after stopping at the lightsWhen some big prick went and trod all on me handBut I finally got to my place and tripped arse up on the lawnAnd then I spewed me guts up on the catI remember eating peanuts and a crusty pie with sauceBut I'm fucked if I remember eating thatAnd that fuckin' cat's back, now how did he do thatI slammed me foot right up his bum and kicked the cunt to kingdom comeNow where the fuck did he come from, that fuckin' cat's backThat fucking cat's backThat fucking cat's backI slipped in besides my missus, the wrong way up in bedWith my feet where my head was supposed to beI thought her bedsocks were her nightcap and her kneecaps were her titsBut her rotten breath still smelt the same to meAnd I just crashed like that till morning, the wrong way up in bedAnd christ I had the horrors when I woke.I thought my missus snatch was that fuckin' cat againAnd worse than that some cunt had cut its throatBut that fuckin' cat's back, now how did he do thatI slammed me foot right up his bum and kicked the cunt to kingdom comeNow where the fuck did he come from, that fuckin' cat's backThat fucking cat's backThat fucking cat's backFuckin' little prick, where the fuck did he come from, get him out of here, fuckin' things haunting me, get rid of the prick!

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