[Intro]
Oi
It's the- it's the- it's the who? (who?)
Who? (Yeah, yeah it's just you)
Oi, you

[Verse 1]
Hey, you
We all thought you were fraudulent
They ain't important, the small porcelain ornaments
All of em, £2.99 trinkets
Stew in the reduced bins, bargain bucket limpets
He crawled out the pressure cooker, freshly butchered face on him
All his tiny tears have my drain cloggin'
But I ain't got time for any whinin', you ain't special
You ain't shinin', there's a hundred of us tucked in the same coffin
So wеlcome you little stocking fillers
Sportin' rottеn livers' sloshin' in exotic liquers
You can't blame them hooded masonic figures (why?)
When your veins are just a network of squalid rivers
I was out strolling through a speckled blue sky
When I tripped and accidentally set the levels too high
I get a warm fuzzy feeling now whenever you cry
And I'll perform when all these dickheads in my dressing room die

[Chorus]
So goodnight you pack of piglets you ain't eating (eating)
You fucking Oompaloompas must be dreaming (dreaming)
I'd like to take this opportunity to hate on you exclusively this evening, yeah it's just you (just you)
Steppin' in, it's the- it's the- it's the who? (who)
See my red face roll up out the blue (out the blue)
Steppin' in, it's the- it's the- it's the who? (who? Yeah)
Yeah, yeah it's just you
[Verse 2]
I sincerely hope you feel special
I fail to recognise your face on any real level
Rattle off your achievements as if I'll wipe the blood from your chest and staple on a stainless steel medal
Round of applause, ruffled the hair
He was a hologram hiding his corpse under his chair
All these missing kids, crawl up in the lair
Roll a pig on its side, find 'em all suckling there, yeah
I mix the Absolut with the passionfruit and stagger through Holloway (let me tell this bitch I'm on my way)
She got one of them salmon suit gashes and a bag of new rashes from a Magaluf package deal holiday, it's cool (it's cool)
Cos I just wanna talk and take them drugs of hers (yeah)
And that undisturbed pile's worth a butters chirpse (yeah)
We stay forever, under work
Supping sweet nectar like snot encrusted hummingbirds

[Chorus]
So goodnight you pack of piglets you ain't eating (eating)
You fucking Oompaloompas must be dreaming (dreaming)
I'd like to take this opportunity to hate on you exclusively this evening, yeah it's just you (just you)
Steppin' in, it's the- it's the- it's the who? (who)
See my red face roll up out the blue (out the blue)
Steppin' in, it's the- it's the- it's the who? (who? Yeah)
Yeah, yeah it's just you