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# Ye-es, good thing Shaun Ryder was clean, eh?
I can't afford your bricks
I can't afford your mortars
I can't afford the sunshine
Never mind your plastic daughter
I'll leave now to the bookshop
Bought half a pound of slaughter

Stop wait a minute Mister Postmaaaaaaaaan
Stop wait a minute Mister Postmaaaaaaaaan
Says you!
Yeaaaaah Yeaaaaah Yeaaaaah
Yeah!

Hugh, Pugh, Barney, McGrue!
Cuthbert, Dibble, Gruff
Hugh, Pugh, Barney, McGrue!
Cuthbert, Dibble, Gruff

They're firemen!
I'm a fireman!
I'm a spaceman
I'm a rocketman!

I can't afford your bricks
I can't afford your mortars
I can't afford the sun
But I've got six of your daughters
Stop wait a minute Mister Postman
Stop wait a minute Mister Postman
So impatiently
Stop wait a minute Mister Postman

Big one!
Stop thief!
Stop thief!

Yeaaaaah Yeaaaaah Yeaaaaah
Yeah!
Yeaaaaah Yeaaaaah Yeaaaaah
Yeah!
Yeaaaaah Yeaaaaah Yeaaaaah
Yeah!
Yeaaaaah Yeaaaaah Yeaaaaah
Yeah! (etc)

Hugh, Pugh, Barney, McGrue
Crazy motherfucker called Ruff!
Crazy motherfucker called Ruff!
Crazy motherfucker called Ruff!
Crazy motherfucker called Ruff!

You're a fireman!

Crazy motherfucker called Ruff!
Crazy motherfucker called Ruff!

Ashes to ashes
Funked up funky
I'm know my Great Grandma's a junkie

You're rocketman!
You're fireman!

Can't afford your bricks no way
Can't afford your mortar
I can't afford the sunshine
Never mind the plastic daughter

Ashes to ashes
Funked up funky
I'm know my Great Grandma's a junkie

Ashes to ashes
Funked up funky
I'm know my Great Grandma's a junkie

Ashes to ashes
Funked up funky
I'm know my Great Grandma's a junkie

Ashes to ashes
Funked up funky
I'm know my Great Grandma's a junkie
(, Fri 5 Dec 2003, 20:58, archived)