Mothful Lyrics - Chumbawamba

Can't hear 'cos your mouth's full of shit 

Do something about it 

Well I'm really back to basics right beside a bar 

Choke the double trouble big one to joker with the card 

Good call 

What's the crack what's the damage done today 

From the commons to the common a banana skin away 

Knock it back knock it out 

Chuck a nightmare dart 

Quiet 

Compere on the mic turns turning to the court 

Putting beef vol-au-vents across the Union Jack 

Bolinger and Bitter says the Colonies are back 

Can't hear 'cos your mouth's full of shit 

Do something about it 

You think you're god's gift 

You're a liar 

I wouldn't piss on you 

If you were on fire 

Up yer ronsom 

Take a tab 

With a flash of Zippo light 

Catch the hip parade passing to the polaroids right 

Check the manic little rebel with a bottle in his hand 

A rhyming manifesto and a butty from his mam 

Local lad made bad with cowboy charm 

Claims he doesn't really mean every srew-'em-all barb 

Pass the mic 

Karaoke with the yesteryear stars 

Time to weep into your beer til the fireworks start 

Can't hear 'cos your mouth's full of shit 

Do something about it 

You think you're god's gift 

You're a liar 

I wouldn't piss on you 

If you were on fire