Karaoké Gang Of Lust Infant Sorrow (Get Him to the Greek)

Drinking gin at half past five chattin up a bird with a dodgy eye

I vomit Jaeger on her pasty thighs do it right when the feller rise

Drop the pills down off the curst meet the lads I'm coming up

The cheeky line of devil dust we're a walking gang of lust

Let's get fucked let's get fucked

Let's get fucked up on the town

Let's get fucked let's get fucked

Let's get fucked up on the town

Let's get fucked let's get fucked

Let's get fucked up on the town

Let's get fucked let's get fucked

Let's get fucked up on the town

Members only at the club we give the door blokes head a rub

Seconds later we're off our rocks in this sweaty pumping box

Let's get fucked let's get fucked

Let's get fucked up on the town

Let's get fucked let's get fucked

Let's get fucked up on the town

Let's get fucked let's get fucked

Let's get fucked up on the town

Door bell ringing at three AM the next door neighbour complaining again

What's your fucking problem mate

I'm up for work at half past eight

Calm it Kermit have a beer we're all decent people here

All these birds he licks his lips wicked mate

Let's get fucked let's get fucked

Let's get fucked up on the town

Let's get mashed up on the town

Can't you hear what it's going down

Tell him all we're dressed in brown

Breakfast Stellas' at the goose and crown

Let's get fucked let's get fucked

Let's get fucked up on the town

Let's get fucked let's get fucked

Let's get fucked up on the town

Let's get fucked