Goldie Lookin' Chain - Worms Lyrics
You dress like Buck Rogers, you got a bell-end for a faceIf you fu'k with me, the shit you will tasteAcross your lips, you're a disgraceSo the GLC will destroy the placeI drinks all the time, I love MartiniLambrusco, Lambrini and fukin' ????Nobody's gonna fukin' mess with meWe're the fukin' masters, the GLCThe fukin' posse, in the fukin, in effectYou better fukin' give us respectThat's right, I'm like a parasiteI come round to your house and keep you up all nightThe ... house kids skanking us on the drawAfter trying to get us in trouble with the lawWe fu'ked him up and left him for deadThen we went to Oasis and had chips and pitta breadFu'k with me and I'll flex my musclesI'll beat the fu'k out of you oustside FusselsI'll fu'k you up like Jack the RipperAnd make my escape on the Newport NipperIf you live in a house or you live in a mansionI'll fcuk up your ringpiece like fukin' Charlie MansonHe's really fu'kin sick and he's in the Goldie Lookin' ChainAnd his name's Love Eggs and he adminsters the painThe only way to get rid of the parasitic worm is ciderI rubs dogshit into my eyesI went fukin' blind and no surpriseI said to the doctor, "Help it burns"He said, "No surprise, it's parasitic worms!"I got sent to the doctors, I got off the railsI'd been eating the shit from underneath my fingernailsI had to talk to the priest because my parents found my scalesBut they don't know that I'm the biggest pot smoker in WalesParasitic worms are like the Goldie Lookin' ChainInside your intestines, infecting your brainMaking shit drip but it's drink and strain(?)Like the infection the worms gave P XainI got worms, after my girlfriend fcuked my dogI noticed one on the shit in the bogIt was white and squidgy, and it crawled awayIt made my ringpiece itch for the the rest of the dayI felt bad but I couldn't tell my mumI had puss on the paper every time I wiped my bumIf you're feeling the symptoms your arsehole is widerThe only thing to do is to drink loads of ciderIf you fcuk with us we'll pass on the infectionUp Zanzibar's with an injectionIf you're bum starts itching, you've probably got wormsFrom swimming in Newport Centre in the piss, shit and germsWe did that ... , John Frost square that's the venueDon't take us on cos we're after a tent, when you spend the night, down at GwentGetting higher and higher just like a glider, or David Hasslehoff off of fukin' Knight RiderYou're fukin' shit if you take on me cos I'll beat you up and lose your nasal virginityI got wrecked out of my brain and beat up some people who didn't understand the ChainI fu'ked 'em up, really bad, and then realised one of them was my dadThe only way to get rid of the parasitic worm is ciderCider enema is the order of the day, pumped loads of Strongbow up my arse todayInches, Stonehouse, Addlestones, Special K, Diamond White and Diamond Brush, they're the ones that're gonna give you the flush (knows it)Watch for parasitic worms, they're fukin' everywhereRingworms, shredworms, tapeworms too, an itchy ringpiece proves you're part of the crewThe only way to kill 'em is by drinking a brew, twelve pints of cider stops the itchy residueMy cousin got 'em first and passed 'em to my gran, she spat on the food and got a home help vanShe infected the 'Port by about 70% and gave an itchy ringpiece to the whole of GwentYeah, man, fukin' itchin' man, I can't fukin' stand it no more... gotta get a fukin' cider enema on fukin' the go.... Safe!
