Fuckwit

FUCKWIT

I'm sorry my friend I don't speak fuckwit
All I can hear from here is argh motherfucking SHIT!
I think you've picked the wrong sheila to fuck with
I'm sorry my friend I don't speak fuckwit
They're out there and at least one turns up
At nearly every show
Full of piss and vinegar mouthing off and having a go
This one's cleared all the seats around him
With his screaming and flailing about
So I said hey mate, if your arse was as big as your mouth
Your guts would drop out
I'm sorry my friend I don't speak fuckwit
All I can hear from here is argh motherfucking SHIT!
I think you've picked the wrong sheila to fuck with
I'm sorry my friend I don't speak fuckwit
It's my show I've got the microphone
So I told him to give it a rest
Or I'd get the big black bouncer to rip off his head
And then shit down his neck
But he wouldn't give up and he wouldn't shut up
So I fired another line
Mate, its been that long since you had a head job
You forgot what they tasted like
I'm sorry my friend I don't speak fuckwit
All I can hear from here is argh motherfucking SHIT!
I think you've picked the wrong sheila to fuck with
I'm sorry my friend I don't speak fuckwit
But he just kept getting louder so I called security in
I've wasted all me best lines on this prick I think its
time to have a look at him When the lights came on there he was
Sprawled across 3 seats
I said mate, where did you come from?
He said, the fucking balcony!
I'm sorry my friend thought you were a fuckwit
All I could hear from here is argh motherfucking SHIT!
Til the ambulance comes I guess you're stuck here
I'm sorry my friend thought you were a fuckwit
I'm sorry my friend guess I'm the fuckwit
I'm sorry my friend thought you were a fuckwit