This kinda suits number 9, 'cos he's alays going on about 'stupid apes'
now to * out the swearing
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 a bus,
But I can't be bothered with the fuss.
Today I better take my bike,
'Cos once again the tube's on strike
The greedy b*stards want extra pay,
for sitting on their arse all day,
even though they're on 30k.
So I'm standing here in the pouring rain,
WHERE THE F*CK'S MY F*CKING TRAIN?
London Underground, London Underground,
They're all lazy f*cking useless c*nts.
London Underground, London Underground,
They're all greedy c*nts, I wanna shoot them all,
With a rifle...
All they say is 'Please mind the doors',
And they learn that on the 2-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 p*ss and sweat.
You roast to death from the boiling heat,
The tourists treading on your feet,
And chewing gum on every seat,
So don't tell me, to mind the gap,
I WANT MY F*CKING MONEY BACK!
London Underground, London Underground,
They're all lazy f*cking useless c*nts,
London Underground, London Underground,
They're all greedy c*nts, I wanna shoot 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 f*cking tramp,
But the drivers get the day off when
WE'RE ALL LATE FOR WORK AGAIN!
London Underground, London Underground,
You're all w*nkers! You're all w*nkers!
London Underground, London Underground,
Take your Oyster Card, and shove it up your arsehole.
Or drive in in a beamer or a merc.
Some guys like to travel in a bus,
But I can't be bothered with the fuss.
Today I better take my bike,
'Cos once again the tube's on strike
The greedy b*stards want extra pay,
for sitting on their arse all day,
even though they're on 30k.
So I'm standing here in the pouring rain,
WHERE THE F*CK'S MY F*CKING TRAIN?
London Underground, London Underground,
They're all lazy f*cking useless c*nts.
London Underground, London Underground,
They're all greedy c*nts, I wanna shoot them all,
With a rifle...
All they say is 'Please mind the doors',
And they learn that on the 2-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 p*ss and sweat.
You roast to death from the boiling heat,
The tourists treading on your feet,
And chewing gum on every seat,
So don't tell me, to mind the gap,
I WANT MY F*CKING MONEY BACK!
London Underground, London Underground,
They're all lazy f*cking useless c*nts,
London Underground, London Underground,
They're all greedy c*nts, I wanna shoot 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 f*cking tramp,
But the drivers get the day off when
WE'RE ALL LATE FOR WORK AGAIN!
London Underground, London Underground,
You're all w*nkers! You're all w*nkers!
London Underground, London Underground,
Take your Oyster Card, and shove it up your arsehole.
But the doctor was less angry...
