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I was cycling home from work, just the other day An a*****e ran me off the road and knocked me out his way As I approached to remonstrate, in a fairly angry tone He just held his hand up, saying "Mate, I'm on the phone"
I wondered should I wait for him to finish off his call But I reckoned that he didn't know why I was there at all A small crowd it had gathered, and did they give out a cheer When I yelled "TAKE THAT f***ing PHONE OUT YOUR f***ing EAR"
(Chorus:) Take that f***ing phone out your f***ing ear What's so f***ing urgent that you have to hear it here? I don't wanna be scraped off the tarmac - is that clear So take that f***ing phone out your f***ing ear
The bloke winds up the window, and the pedal hits the floor And I get on me bicycle, and pedal home some more When another car comes flying like a bat straight out of hell Oh, s**t I don't believe it- on the f***ing phone as well!
Well, I think it's f***ing stupid to go driving 'round the town Looking at a mobile phone, and never looking round I observed her observation, and she saw sweet FA So I thought I'd go up to her, and this is what I'd say:
I'd say (Chorus)
One more common habit that has got me so perplexed These guys who think it's safe to drive while they're composing texts At least, I say they think it's safe, they got a f***ing gall From where I'm f***ing standing, they don't f***ing think at all
Video on mobile phones is kinda scary, too You're gonna want to see the person lookin' back at you And all those drivers with such little commonsense bestowed Will watch their f***ing mobiles and forget to watch the road
I'd also like to offer some sarcastic f***ing thanks To the f***ing Range Rover brigade in their big f***ing tanks A f***ing ****** driving a big f**k-off four-by-four You're fucked, the f***ing ******'s f***ing f***ing you some more
Can't get no sense into them, the whole damn f***ing crew I wish I had their numbers, then I know what I would do Call 'em on their mobiles, that they've got glued to their ear Maybe then there's some small chance those f***ing twats will hear
They'll hear: (chorus)
And when you mix in mobiles with the tanks they drive around They don't even notice when they f***ing run you down They think they're so f***ing safe, don't know their own mistake 'Cause they don't f***ing realize the carnage in their wake
You'd think now it's illegal, that we'd not see it again But there's lots of f***ing fuckwits think it don't apply to them Next time some f***ing phone user comes driving round your way Then break his f***ing window in, and this is what to say:
Just say (chorus x2) (Stavro Arrgolus) |
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