Fuck all that we've got to get on with these
Gotta compete with the wily Japanese.
There's too many home fires burning
And not enough trees.
So fuck all that
We've got to get on with these.
Can't stop
Lose job
Mind gone
Silicon
Stop bomb
What bomb
Get away
Pay day
Make hay
Break down
Need fix
Big six
Clickity click
Hold on
Oh no
Brrrrrrrrrring bingo!
Make 'em laugh.
Make 'em cry.
Make 'em dance in the aisles.
Make 'em pay.
Make 'em stay.
Make 'em feel ok.
Not now John
We've got to get on with the film show.
Hollywood waits at the end of the rainbow.
Who cares what it's about
As long as the kids go?
So not now John
Got to get on with the show.
Hang on John we've got to get on with this.
I don't know what it is
But it fits on here like...
Come at the end of the shift
We'll go and get pissed.
But not now John
I've got to get on with this.
Hold on John
I think there's something good on.
I used to read books but...
It could be the news
Or some other amusement
Or it could be reusable shows.
Fuck all that we've got to get on with these
Got to compete with the wily Japanese.
No need to worry about the Vietnamese.
Got to bring the Russian Bear to his knees.
Well, maybe not the Russian Bear
Maybe the Swedes.
We showed Argentina
Now let's go and show these.
Make us feel tough
And wouldn't Maggie be pleased?
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah!
One, two, three, four
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.com"scusi dove il bar
(What?)
se para calo pou eine to bar
s'il vous plait ou est le bar
(...say it in English!...)
oi, where's the fucking bar John?
(Oh, now you're talking!)"
Oh! Rule Britannia! Britannia rules the waves
Down!
Go, Maggie!
Hammer, Hammer, Hammer, Hammer, now!