Happy Mondays

You go spooky in a band
Son, Im 30
I only went with your mother cause shes dirty
And I dont have a decent bone in me
What you get is just what you see yeah
I should so I take it free yeah
And all the bad preserves be things that feed me
I never help or give to the needy
Come on and see me
Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey
I had to crucify some brother today
And I dont dig what you gotta say
So come on and say it
Come on and tell me twice
I said dad youre a shabby
You run around and groove like a baggy
Youre only here just out of habit
All thats mine you might as well have it
You take 10p back and then stab it
Spray it on and tag it