Dead Cat — текст песни (macc lads)

A ya ya ya ya ya yaaar...
No petrol in the van,
Knee deep in empty cans,
We`ve lost the map, the tyre`s flat, the bloody kid`s been banned,
We stopped off for some grease, Nevis is obese,
We left him standing empty handed,
Ten miles outside Leeds.
Oh no...
Just find us a pub where the ale and tarts are free,
Lock that fucking door,
We`ll drink beer to eternity.
Someone farted in the back,
Fast Fret found a cat,
It was in the road, all stiff and cold and squashed and thin and flat,
He wants to bring it back in a Tesco bag,
It`s got one eye, it`s full of flies,
He`s got to have something to shag,
For fuck`s sake...
Just find us a pub where the ale and tarts are free,
Lock that fucking door,
We`ll drink beer to eternity.
(Repeat to end)