Dancing with one hand, on your knees
Your mum calls you downstairs, for your tea
Fallen behind, by 20 years at least
Taking a break from Call of Duty
Laughing with kids, the sick things you've seen
To stupid to get pain and suffering
Your mouth makes you right, but you have health needs
Kill your old Nan if she disagrees
40 Years old, and nothings happening
Scared to let go of mother's apron strings
Loud in the mouth, heart of a mouse
Retreat from the battle, behind the couch
Feeling the pain of this destructive tumor
Bigger each day, your aggressive humor
I'll get you back, regain my battered honor
Better fear the boys, raise the Jolly Roger
A burst of laughter, fills the showers
Your tiny manhood shriveled like a prawn
A flash of anger, on the mountain
You disguise your bloody uniform
Raise the banner, I have the answer
And everyone else is plainly wrong
Reflective hour, not in my power
It's clear I'm the messenger of God
MWV - Jolly Roger Lyrics
MWV - Jolly Roger Lyrics
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Dancing with one hand, on your knees
Your mum calls you downstairs, for your tea
Fallen behind, by 20 years at least
Taking a break from Call of Duty
Laughing with kids, the sick things you've seen
To stupid to get pain and suffering
Your mouth makes you right, but you have health needs
Kill your old Nan if she disagrees
40 Years old, and nothings happening
Scared to let go of mother's apron strings
Loud in the mouth, heart of a mouse
Retreat from the battle, behind the couch
Feeling the pain of this destructive tumor
Bigger each day, your aggressive humor
I'll get you back, regain my battered honor
Better fear the boys, raise the Jolly Roger
A burst of laughter, fills the showers
Your tiny manhood shriveled like a prawn
A flash of anger, on the mountain
You disguise your bloody uniform
Raise the banner, I have the answer
And everyone else is plainly wrong
Reflective hour, not in my power
It's clear I'm the messenger of God
Your mum calls you downstairs, for your tea
Fallen behind, by 20 years at least
Taking a break from Call of Duty
Laughing with kids, the sick things you've seen
To stupid to get pain and suffering
Your mouth makes you right, but you have health needs
Kill your old Nan if she disagrees
40 Years old, and nothings happening
Scared to let go of mother's apron strings
Loud in the mouth, heart of a mouse
Retreat from the battle, behind the couch
Feeling the pain of this destructive tumor
Bigger each day, your aggressive humor
I'll get you back, regain my battered honor
Better fear the boys, raise the Jolly Roger
A burst of laughter, fills the showers
Your tiny manhood shriveled like a prawn
A flash of anger, on the mountain
You disguise your bloody uniform
Raise the banner, I have the answer
And everyone else is plainly wrong
Reflective hour, not in my power
It's clear I'm the messenger of God
Writer: Ray Jones
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