Slap! Lyrics - Chumbawamba

One, two, three, four 

Slap 

Fleet Street fell in love 

But the girl proved hard to get 

Took a seat at the old boy's club 

But wouldn't share the bed 

Cuppas for the troops 

Bubbly gum and wire 

Trojan horses, Black and Tans 

They're running for their lives 

Royals came to call 

Mister Paisley save her soul 

Heavens here's the naughty girl 

Wouldn't say her prayers 

Bloody Monday morning 

The rat who did the talking 

Here's Ginger to the rescue 

Take that and that 

Take that and that 

Take that and that 

Take that and that 

Take that and that