Blimey!

[Verse 1]
At home
We're bored
Just got off another shitty tour
Moat filled with flaming pus
Sleazy, he won't talk to us
Fondle fish in way illegal
Coffin filled with dirty needles

[Chorus]
Blimey!
Blimey!
What do you do when you feel like that?
Blimey!
What do you do when you feel like that?
Blimey!
Blimey, go!

[Verse 2]
Bio-mutant Sexy made
Heave it down the balustrade
Give it a fish, tell it to run
We indulge in naughty fun
Sexy's flanks are torn and rent
Slimey's on the rag again
[Chorus]
Blimey!
Blimey!
What do you do when you feel like that?
Blimey!
What do you do when you feel like that?
Blimey!
Blimey, go!

[Interlude, spoken]
That's right folks, here in the Hall of Human Hatred, we've got some of your most inspired brethren: genocidal maniacs who carved their way through the history books straight into your hearts. We've got Caligula, mad emperor of Rome, whose purges consumed thousands on his blazing altar of syphilis. Or how about Giles Lavalle, medieval crusader of God's will, whose search for the elixir of life led to the ritual satanic killings of thousands of Parisian youth? Or Julius, religious despot, whose slaughter of the intelligentsia of Milan gave him the nickname of "The Warrior Pope"? That's right, some of the greatest mass murderers in your sad, yet vibrant history are here, enshrined, impaled and pumped with agonizing life!

[Verse 3]
Tummies tingle
Tongues a-mingle
Forced extraction of corn-choked shingle
Bristling amoeba hole
Matching cunt for every bowl
Madly flailing porno cow
Get me on the road right now!

[Chorus]
Blimey!
Blimey!
What do you do when you feel like that?
Blimey!
What do you do when you feel like that?
Blimey!
What do you do?
Blimey!
What do you do?
Blimey!
What do you do when you feel like that?
What do you do when you feel like that?
What do you do when you feel like that?
Blimey!
Blimey, say blimey, say blimey, say go!