The Rumjacks - Dead To Me
A 'good riddance' to poisonous folk
O Billy were a villain o' high degree
Wi a left eye made o' glass
A wooden heel and a plate o' steel
Mig welded tae his arse
He'd carve a horn frae his Mammy's skull
Tae sound his own salute
And stick you with the rusty blade
He kept tucked in his boot
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
He's dead to me, he's dead to me
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
An' sure it is nae wonder
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
He's dead to me, he's dead to me
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
An' buried six feet under
Ella were a hoor o' the highest order
Gave it away for nowt
All whips and chains and shite for brains
An' a cheeky bas'urt mouth
She'd turn yer hide tae a rattlin drum
Tae beat her own tattoo
An' wipe you like a lump o' shite
That stuck to her pretty shoe
Dont talk about her she's dead to me
O Billy were a villain o' high degree
Wi a left eye made o' glass
A wooden heel and a plate o' steel
Mig welded tae his arse
He'd carve a horn frae his Mammy's skull
Tae sound his own salute
And stick you with the rusty blade
He kept tucked in his boot
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
He's dead to me, he's dead to me
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
An' sure it is nae wonder
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
He's dead to me, he's dead to me
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
An' buried six feet under
Ella were a hoor o' the highest order
Gave it away for nowt
All whips and chains and shite for brains
An' a cheeky bas'urt mouth
She'd turn yer hide tae a rattlin drum
Tae beat her own tattoo
An' wipe you like a lump o' shite
That stuck to her pretty shoe
Dont talk about her she's dead to me
A 'good riddance' to poisonous folk
O Billy were a villain o' high degree
Wi a left eye made o' glass
A wooden heel and a plate o' steel
Mig welded tae his arse
He'd carve a horn frae his Mammy's skull
Tae sound his own salute
And stick you with the rusty blade
He kept tucked in his boot
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
He's dead to me, he's dead to me
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
An' sure it is nae wonder
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
He's dead to me, he's dead to me
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
An' buried six feet under
Ella were a hoor o' the highest order
Gave it away for nowt
All whips and chains and shite for brains
An' a cheeky bas'urt mouth
She'd turn yer hide tae a rattlin drum
Tae beat her own tattoo
An' wipe you like a lump o' shite
That stuck to her pretty shoe
Dont talk about her she's dead to me
O Billy were a villain o' high degree
Wi a left eye made o' glass
A wooden heel and a plate o' steel
Mig welded tae his arse
He'd carve a horn frae his Mammy's skull
Tae sound his own salute
And stick you with the rusty blade
He kept tucked in his boot
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
He's dead to me, he's dead to me
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
An' sure it is nae wonder
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
He's dead to me, he's dead to me
Dont talk about him, he's dead to me
An' buried six feet under
Ella were a hoor o' the highest order
Gave it away for nowt
All whips and chains and shite for brains
An' a cheeky bas'urt mouth
She'd turn yer hide tae a rattlin drum
Tae beat her own tattoo
An' wipe you like a lump o' shite
That stuck to her pretty shoe
Dont talk about her she's dead to me
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