I will not pick a fight with you I'd be scared I'd foul it up What with one of your arms I could get busted up Don't come around here angry This is a house of water You'll be cold and soaking wet 'Ere you leave here Make a noise, crack a glass I'll hold his arms, you fuck him Fuck him with something The fuck - he deserves it Stay here while I get a curse To give him a goat head Make him watch me take his place Night has brought him something worse Lady and I we like to have our times Tonight we spent ourselves We ran it dry like sand We had all there was to spend