Verse 1
Gis, yer best acid face
Put happiness in the first place
Rock that grin when you sign the bru
Cuz you get paid with nout to do
Catholic Priests - lighten up
If yer tense yer not ridin’ much
If that don't work then masturbate
Pent up stress exacerbates
Look at my arse, fer a picture of yourself
I'm the reverse Elizabeth Wurzel
I contradict like a Christian hell
Or every cunt in the bible
Shoot my mouth off like Yosemite Sam
Laugh in the face of an angry man
Like an itty-bitty kid at Disney Land
Or yer great granda(d) at a kiss-o-gram
Chorus
I’m going to live my life like a spide at a rave
Because the lights are bright when the eyes are brave
When the times get tough I’ll ride the wave
I’m going to laugh until I hit the grave
Verse 2
Gis, yer best botox face
Let blissfulness - win the race
Cooperate, with yer endorphins
Forget about those Oxfam orphans
- I wanna see your incisors
Dazzle me like Richard Prior
When he was on fire, it's quite simple
Work those cheeks, form those dimples
Don't worry about, your success
When you fuck up, don't get stressed
Loosen up, reduce the moanin’
With a natural source of serotonin
Stop getting on like Morissey
You should act more courteously
Like a presenter on Sesame Street
- I wanna see your teeth please
Verse 3
Gis, your best camera face
Live your life the Sinatra way
Make getting scundered irrelevant
Dance like a dick for the hell of it
Stop giving a fuck so God damn much
We've a good GNP per capita
If you're fussed about a credit crunch
- Take a trip to Africa
Smile...it's contagious
- Like a gorgeous girl with AIDS is
Laughter, laughter, it's the greatest
Like M-C-Paul-Bar-Man's-lat-est
- So come sit next to me
For a little natural ecstasy
You can live free, like old school Napster
With the king of silent laughter
credits
from Birds Over Nupes EP,
released January 21, 2013
Live Drums by Lee McMahon
Live bass by Steeky
Saxpohone, Trombone and Trumpet by Pocket Billiards
Angie, Ben, Ellen, Patreece,Paul and Sam