J. Rotten, P. Cook, 5. Jones, G. Matlock)



You're only twenty nine

gotta lot to learn,

but when your mummy dies

she will not return





We like noise it's our choice

if's what we wanna do,

we don't care about long hair

I don't wear flares



See my face not a trace

no reality,

I don't work I just speed

that's all I need



I'm a lazy sod...

that's what we say you're

I'm a lazy sod...

I'm so lazy

I can't even be bothered

Lazy Lazy