Karaoké Party Time The Northern Boys

Don't wanna fall in love

I just wanna get fucked

Shovelling moutains of terrible stuff

Heroin, ketamine

Jelly bean, puff

Shove it in me brain

Get it all mixed up

Like wow

I'm a troubled soul

I'm livin' in a studio flat that's covered in mold

Come outside just to shout at strangers then I crawl in a hole like an ugly mole

I love drugs and sketchy pills and my favorite ones are the ones that kill

Quickly

When I go will my loved ones miss me

Well the answer's No

Chuck my corpse in a big main road

Turn my head to a powered skull

Let rain pour

Turn that to mulch

And that's the last scene of the Patrick show

I sniff glue gun paste

Now my face is plastic

Havin' a gangbang to Jackson Five

I'm a ratchet guy

Lost my wife

What a prat goodbye

No

Don't talk to me unless it's an emergency

I gotta go

I gotta take a number three

That's a piss and a shit and a wank in a tree

I said Hello there can I fill your hole

She took one look and she told me No

I got a wife at home and she hates me

I sleep outside 'cos she makes me

Big bowl of the cocaine

That's me breakfast

I tried crack once

I just wanted to test it

And I'm hooked now

I could marry me pipe

My wife wouldn't care

She just wants me to die

Party time

Get your drugs out

It's party time

Get your drugs out

If you wanna make love get your muffs out

If you wanna make love get your muffs out

It's party time

Get your drugs out

It's party time

Get your drugs out

Do you wanna make love to a sad old man

Do you wanna make love to a sad old man

It's party time

Get your drugs out

It's party time

Get your drugs out

If you wanna make love get your muffs out

If you wanna make love get your muffs out

It's party time

Get your drugs out

It's party time

Get your drugs out

Do you wanna make love to a sad old man

Do you wanna make love to a sad old man

I said a Hip, hop, a hip

I dip my dick in the salsa dip

On a Taco Tuesday

Can I spaff on your booblays

Feel free to say No

Bald, mean and full of beans

I've got a Yamaha keyboard drum machine

Metallica patch on my dungarees

I said Girl can I get your number please

Hang myself in the neighbor's garden

When he comes back that's a nice surprise

Let the darkness just take your soul

Listen up child

Close your eyes

Just pull it out

Don't cut me hair

Take my face

Stub a cig right there

I'm a dirty wretched man

Call me Grandad 'cos I fucked your nan

What's the worth

Fuck the universe 'till it hurts

I'm not used to these kinds of mental health issues

I just wanna live in a church

And find peace upon me brain

Jesus please just stop me pain

I know you think that this is a game but it's not

Now watch me walk away

I'm a love machine

I don't know when to stop

I got a mouse trap here that can make me cock

Pink and red with a mighty bruise

In the club two-steppin' with my black school shoes

Luncheon meat in my bootcut jeans

Chuck it on bread with a bit of knob cheese

Tasty

Would you like a bite

Give the clap to your wife then I wave goodnight

It's party time

Get your drugs out

Party time

Get your drugs out

If you wanna make love get your muffs out

If you wanna make love get your muffs out

It's party time

Get your drugs out

It's party time

Get your drugs out

Do you wanna make love to a sad old man

Do you wanna make love to a sad old man

It's party time

Get your drugs out

It's party time

Get your drugs out

If you wanna make love get your muffs out

If you wanna make love get your muffs out

It's party time

Get your drugs out

It's party time

Get your drugs out

Do you wanna make love to a sad old man

Do you wanna make love to a sad old man

Uh uh

Uh uh uh uh

Do you wanna make love to a sad old man