Snogging is what I feel for you
As real times ago but I like it on We have the times that all open Like tennis but minus Steffi Graff
In your times we be here
In your days we be there
You'll be reading this shite today Nothing starts to dream a Bush wishing my reading was a Jethro
There are so many Chris Moyles What did he read about there in Leeds
He's vanished when he vanishes Radio 1 has gone down the shit
I know who I am
I know where I was
I like to bear the Zen Arcade

Wishing I was lucky
Nothing starts to breal
Nothing notes its wayward sons sons (oh shite)

I am I am Israel's snog
Nothing can beat Neil Finn today Put your arse in the air
Put your arse in the air
(Ready)

I am I am Steve Lamacq's arse
Reading all about him in Maxim now
Put your snog in the air
Put your snog in the air
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Oh
WHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYY
I am I am Morrissey's son
Meat Is Murder is fun and arsed Put my arse in the air
Put her arse in the air

I am I am Sub Pop's cunt
'Oh Inverted World' is my shit
Put my cunts in the air
Oh
Put your anal sex in the air
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH

Goodbye

(STEVE LAMACQ):
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