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Kevin Bloody Wilson - The Builder Lyrics

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  • Verse
  • School holidays were draggin' on
  • He was gettin' really bored
  • And his Mum had started poppin' pills
  • She was climbin' up the walls
  • So when he asked her could he go across
  • The buildin' site and play
  • She just popped another pill 'n' just said
  • "Don't get in the way"
  • So he chucked his little toolbox
  • In his billycart 'n' left
  • While his Mum knocked up a cuppa
  • Laced with valium and Bex
  • She needed all the help she could
  • To cope with holidays
  • But the pills and powders weren't enough
  • When he got home from play ... 'n' said ...
  • Chorus
  • I wanna be a *****in' builder when I grow up ... eh, Mum
  • And build *****in' houses everywhere, millions of the cunts
  • A bricky or a chippy, eh Mum, I don't give a *****
  • I just wanna be a *****in' builder when I grow up
  • Verse
  • It seemed the sawn-off shit
  • Had listened to the builders while they worked
  • And he'd remembered everything --
  • Word for *****in' word!
  • And his shell-shocked Mum just sat there
  • As he went on to explain
  • How "some wanker lost the *****in' plans
  • Then found the cunts again!"
  • And how "some dickhead missed the *****in' nail
  • And hit his *****in' thumb!"
  • And how "they shaved a mickey whisker
  • Off the door to close the cunt!"
  • And his voice was so excited
  • Best fun he'd ever had!
  • "And can I go back tomorrow, Mum?
  • Can't wait till I tell Dad, how ...
  • Chorus
  • I wanna be a *****in' builder when I grow up
  • And build *****in' houses everywhere, millions of the cunts
  • A bricky or a chippy, really, I don't give a *****
  • I just wanna be a *****in' builder when I grow up
  • Verse
  • His Mum was scoffin' scotch and serepax
  • And propped against the fridge
  • And when his Dad got home she dribbled
  • "Tell your father what you said"
  • So the young bloke give his Dad a serve
  • The air was turnin' blue
  • "***** the weather, ***** the foreman
  • 'N' ***** the unions, too!"
  • His old man turned *****in' purple
  • 'N' his whole body started to twitch
  • Until finally he exploded
  • "Go and get a switch!"
  • But the young bloke shook his head
  • 'N' said, "No way, mate, I've knocked off
  • Anyway, you c'n go 'n' get rooted
  • Cause that's a *****in' electrician's job!"
  • Chorus
  • Cause I wanna be a *****in' builder when I grow up
  • And build *****in' houses everywhere, millions of the cunts
  • A bricky or a chippy, not a sparky, go get *****ed
  • I just wanna be a *****in' builder when I grow up
  • Yeah, I wanna be a *****in' builder when I grow up
  • And build *****in' houses everywhere, millions of the cunts
  • A bricky or a chippy, you cranky bastard, go get *****ed
  • I just wanna be a *****in' builder when I grow up
  • Yeah, I wanna be a *****in' builder when I grow up
  • And build *****in' houses everywhere, millions of the cunts
  • A bricky or a chippy, you're not me foreman, go get *****ed
  • I just wanna be a *****in' builder when I grow up

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