Don’t get lippy with a psycho hippie,
No matter how sincere.
He’s rather slippy and he ain’t as drippy
As at first he might appear.

Sneaky bugger, he’s a secret slugger
And he’d love to break your jaw.
He’ll skewer your guts and juggle your nuts
And nail ‘em to the door.

Let’s have some blow, seen a UFO
Let’s jam, man, I’m a rainbow.
Pseudo in limbo.
At least you know where you are with a chav.

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Don’t get lippy with a psycho hippie,
No matter how sincere.
He’s rather slippy and he ain’t as drippy
As at first he might appear.

His T shirt reads ‘Love is all you need’
But his knuckles favour ‘WAR!’
With his hidden tattoo spelling out ‘Fuck You!
- It’s bruises I adore!’

Join the flow, we can make some dough
Flogging ethnic wear at the Green fair.
Is it fair trade? He don’t care.
At least you know where you are with a gangster.

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Don’t get lippy with a psycho hippie,
No matter how sincere.
He’s rather slippy and he ain’t as drippy
As at first he might appear.

Swears his acid brain is on a higher plane,
‘specially when he’s on the booze.
Oh, and furthermore, he’s a carnivore
Watch out for his Tofu stews!

Let’s have some blow, seen a UFO
Let’s jam, man, I’m a rainbow.
Pseudo in limbo.
At least you know where you are with the mafia.