Good morning, Mr. Fisherman.
Good morning to you.
Have you a lobster you can sell to me?
Singing, roll, tiddly, ho.
S*** bus.
Never let your b**** dangle in the dust.
Yes, sir, yes, sir.
I have two.
The biggest of the bastards I will sell to you.
Singing, roll, tiddly, ho.
S*** bus.
Never let your b**** dangle in the dust.
So I took the lobster home.
I couldn't find a dish.
I put it in the place where the missus has it.
So, f***ing roll, tiddly, ho.
S*** bus.
Never let your b**** dangle in the dust.
Early in the morning, as you all know,
the missus got up to yelping toe and toe.
Singing, roll, tiddly, ho.
S*** bus.
Never let your b**** dangle in the dust.
First I heard a yell, then I heard a grunt.
And out come the missus with a little friend.
Singing, roll, tiddly, ho.
S*** bus.
Never let your b**** dangle in the dust.
The missus grabbed the brush.
And I grabbed the bus.
And we chased the * round and round the room.
Singing, roll, tiddly, ho.
S*** bus.
Never let your b**** dangle in the dust.
We hit it on the head.
And we hit it on the side.
And we hit the * till the bus had died.
And roll, tiddly, ho.
S*** bus.
Never let your b**** dangle in the dust.
The story has a moral.
The moral is this.
Always have a shifty before you have a f***ing roll, tiddly, ho.
S*** bus.
Never let your b**** dangle in the dust.
No, this is the end.
There ain't no more.
As Apple up my a**hole, you can have the call.
Singing, roll, tiddly, ho.
S*** bus.
Never let your b**** dangle in the dust.