Canteen Kid Songtext
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In the canteen, I see your little crew
Thinking you rule, rule the hunger queue
I think what to do, while you push through
I know just what I'll do, I'll write a song about you
If you think, you got off light
With words like that, coming outta ya gob,
I turned and said, said to my good mate rob,
Thinking you rule, rule the hunger queue
I think what to do, while you push through
I know just what I'll do, I'll write a song about you
If you think, you got off light
With words like that, coming outta ya gob,
I turned and said, said to my good mate rob,
With a clothes just like that, he seemed like a total prat
So i turned to my mate rob, and said
With a Face just like that, see you from a mile away
I thought id come back, come back down and say
"how many pies you get through a day?"
"how many people come and say.." "oi fatty!"
Walking down the road I see
you munching on a KFC
Getting a bus (too lazy to walk?)
Using your hands (No time for forks?)
With a fag in your hand, and a knife in pocket
All your gonna go is pentonville
While im playing live on stage
I see you at the back
Dealing out smack geting caught in the act
Walking down the road I see
you munching on a KFC
Getting a bus (too lazy to walk?)
Using your hands (No time for forks?)
So i turned to my mate rob, and said
With a Face just like that, see you from a mile away
I thought id come back, come back down and say
"how many pies you get through a day?"
"how many people come and say.." "oi fatty!"
Walking down the road I see
you munching on a KFC
Getting a bus (too lazy to walk?)
Using your hands (No time for forks?)
With a fag in your hand, and a knife in pocket
All your gonna go is pentonville
While im playing live on stage
I see you at the back
Dealing out smack geting caught in the act
Walking down the road I see
you munching on a KFC
Getting a bus (too lazy to walk?)
Using your hands (No time for forks?)
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