Matt Berry and Rich Fulcher - rude song | Текст песни

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Cursing with The Bronze Cabaret
(Sung by Matt Berry and Rich Fulcher)
Fuck -
Fuck -
Fuck, Shit -
Fuck, Shit -
Fuck, Shit, Horse-piss -
Fuck, Shit, Horse-piss -
Fuck, Shit, Horse-piss, Son of a two-bald bitch...
Fuck, Shit, Horse-piss, Son of a two-bald bitch, Mother-fucker,
Fuck, Shit, Horse-piss, Son of a two-bald bitch, Mother-fucker,
Fuck, Shit, Horse-piss, Son of a two-bald bitch, Mother-fucker,
Fuck, Shit, Horse-piss, Son of a two-bald bitch, Mother-fucker -

I can't be in love if it's plastic,
To live on my own just seems tragic,
But we'll raise our swords high when our day comes,
You thought it was gold but it was bronze.
So... Get here in time, when our day comes,
You thought it was gold but it was bronze,
Get here in time, whe-en our day comes,
You thought it was gold but it was bronze.

Fuck, Shit, Horse-piss, Son of a two-bald bitch, Mother-fucker,
Fuck, Shit, Horse-piss, Son of a two-bald bitch…

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