Iand'm like mr. clifford richard iand'm wired for sound
and when i get myself a mic you wonand't want to be around
iand'm off like a note in karenand's and'day tripperand'
iand'm faking all my lines like that dolphin called flipper
I send chills down your spine like the strings in billie jean
iand'm so far underground that iand'm a one person scene
iand'm overly thorough just like david attenborough
when heand's whispering in the jungle like theyand're working undercover
Evidence irrefutable iand'm squarer than a cublicle
i hug the straight and narrow like a julie arrows musical
i derail and fail with abstract verse i fail to curtail
the rhythmical measures and pleasurable endeavours never sail
Iand'm lacking in ambition simply no predisposition
and when i hit the stage i lose all composition
i never like it loud cos crowded places scare me
i dig the rock and roll as much as peter paul and mary
Arsehole
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Iand'm the host with the most uber guy smiley
iand've got the special effects like the bbc man
iand've got flow like mal steemand's got chops
it seems that iand'm so bad they get l.l. to call the cops
Beats so hard theyand'll be bustin up your spleen
i got more rhymes than dernand's hair got sheen
i put flash in the dance just like irene cara
and iand've got more toys than teruhisa kitahara
Like a digital refinery i hope you and'lise the binary
so zeros after ones getting lined up into finery
i put them into rows to get the music go
and they goes and they flows like the mucus out your nose
Iand'm the asisiatic australasiatic
instamatic rhythm box static addict
i got the juice and all else got the pith
and iand'm tough under pressure just like sarah jean smith
Arsehole
i will lick your arsehole
i will lick your arsehole
i will lick your arsehole
i will lick your arsehole
i will lick your arsehole
i will lick your arsehole
i will lick your...
