Father's very noisy with his vines

Says “there all the same, it makes you sick”

Need a bleeding boot up their behinds

That would bloody shift them double quick



Father drops his toffee after tea

all them monkeys sprouting their advice

Bleeding bloody berks, believe you me

Twenty times as much for half the price



Into the kitchen, mother (mother)

The kettle's got a hard-on

You can't call this dripping

It hasn't got no lard on (father)

(father)

(father)

(father)

(father)



Father's in the khazi half-an-hour

"What's it all about?", is what I think

Shove them all inside the bloody Tower

Blinking, bloody, bleeding soppy pink (?)



Into the kitchen, mother (mother)

The kettle's got a hard-on

You can't call this dripping

It hasn't got no lard on (father)

(father)

(father)

(father)

(father)



Hahahahaha

Hahahahaha

Hahahahaha...



Father's drops his toffee after tea

"What's it all about?", is what I think

Bleeding load of berks, believe you me

Shove them all inside the bleeding clink



Get them off you, mother

And see what's on the telly

The buttons on your nightie

Are getting on my nelly