London Underground — текст песни (Adam Kay)

Some people might like to get a train to work or
drive in in a beamer or a merc
Some guys like to travel in my bus
But i can`t be bothered with the fuss
Today i`m gonna take my bike
`Cos once again the tube`s on strike
The greedy bastards want extra pay,
For sitting on their ass all day,
Even though they earn thirty K
So i`m standing here in the pouring rain,
Where the fucks my fucking train?

London underground (london underground)
They`re all lazy, fucking, useless cunts
London underground (london underground)
They`re all greedy cunts, I wanna shoot them all with a rifle!

All they say is please mind the doors
And they learn that on the two-day-course
This job could be done by a four year old
They just leave us freezing in the cold
What you smell is what you get!
Burger King and piss and sweat
You roast to death in the boiling heat
With tourists treading on your feet
And chewing gum on every seat!
So don`t tell me to mind the gap
I want my fucking money back!

London underground (london underground)
They`re all lazy, fucking, useless cunts
London underground (london underground)
They`re all greedy cunts, I wanna shout them all with a rifle!

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

The floors are sticky and the seats are damp
Every platform has a fucking tramp
But the drivers get the day off, when
we`re all late for work again

London underground (london underground)
W-w-wankers They`re all wankers
London underground (london underground)
Take your oyster card and shove it up your asshole