A ya ya ya ya ya yaaar... No petrol in the van, Knee deep in empty cans, We`ve lost the map, the tyre`s flat, the bloody kid`s been banned, We stopped off for some grease, Nevis is obese, We left him standing empty handed, Ten miles outside Leeds. Oh no... Just find us a pub where the ale and tarts are free, Lock that fucking door, We`ll drink beer to eternity. Someone farted in the back, Fast Fret found a cat, It was in the road, all stiff and cold and squashed and thin and flat, He wants to bring it back in a Tesco bag, It`s got one eye, it`s full of flies, He`s got to have something to shag, For fuck`s sake... Just find us a pub where the ale and tarts are free, Lock that fucking door, We`ll drink beer to eternity. (Repeat to end)
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