LAZY SUNDAY AFTERNOON

  1. LAZY SUNDAY AFTERNOON
  2. CLOUGHY IS A BOOTBOY
  3. SOD THE NEIGHBORS




LAZY SUNDAY AFTERNOON

 

 

Wouldn't it be nice to get on with my neighbours
But they make it very clear they've got no room for ravers
 
 

CHORUS:

Lazy sunday afternoon
I got no time to worry
I close my eyes & drift away

Here we all are sittin' in a rainbow
Cor blimy 'Allo Mrs. Jones, how's your Berts lumbago'

Diddly may...

I'll sing you a song with no words & no tune
Sing in your party while you suss out the moon
 
 

CHORUS...Quiet passage

Roody Doody do, Roody doody di day
Roody Doody dum a Reedy deedy do dee

There's no one to hear me, there's nothing to say
& no one can stop me from feeling this way

CHORUS...Lazy sunday afternoon...


CLOUGHY IS A BOOTBOY!

 

 

Cloughy's lads are full o' gloom, coz Cloughy's in the changin' room
Why can't he nick off & leave them be?
He screams & yells & just because, Cloughy knows that he's the boss
Cloughy's rough & tough Cloughy's barmy

Cloughy's in a huff & tense, Cloughy's teeth begin to clench
A Cloughy fan asks for his autograph... "Can yer sign this Brian?"
He nuts him first & smacks him next, nobody makes Cloughy vexed
Cloughy is the chief Cloughy's the Gaffa

Cloughy is a football hooligan, now Cloughy's only at his prime
with his fist in yer nose when the referee blows full time

CHORUS:
Brian Brian kicks & slaps & he shouts oi!
Brian Brian Cloughy is a bootboy

The judge tells Cloughy to keep calm, he's up for Grevous Bodily Harm
Cloughy stands and begins to YELL
Cloughy must have a screw loose coz Cloughy says he's gonna cruc..
ify the cops when he gets out the cell

CLOUGHY IS A FOOTBALL HOOLIGAN...(guitar bit)

CLOUGHY IS A FOOTBALL HOOLIGAN...(CHORUS)

He kicks & slaps, he thumps & cracks,
he nuts & smacks and shouts Oi!



SOD THE NEIGHBOURS

 

 

Rant n' rave, don't give a toss, show the snobs next who's boss
Turn the volume to size ten, they 'll never speak to you again
Sod the Sod the Sod the
Sod the Sod the Sod the
 
 

CHORUS:

Sod the neighbours, we're not proud,
turn it up loud, turn it up loud
Sod the neighbours, don't pack it in,
drive "em mad with the bleedin' din

Party all night, don't care less,
show them that you mean business
Scream, cause turmoil & get yer neighbours blood to boil!

Sod the neighbours...(guitar bit)

Sod the neighbours...



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