R & B Paul

(album: Sleaford Mods - 2007)

(This is dedicated to the wankers that was down from day one. More Mods.)

Paul, what's wrong with R&B then mate?
Eh?

What's wrong with R&B Paul?
What's R&B done to you?
You're not a DJ
You're a do what they say
I'll tell you what, let's all hang around the decks
Rinsing 'Screamadelica'
Rinsing Stevie Wonder
Rinsing Curtis Mayfield's 'Move On Up'
Well you fucked it up

Well, I'm well-up for the reincarnation
Because this one's fucking shit
I'm the manager
I'm a dark bastard
And I'll bum y'bird in a minute
Alright?
Dad's Army
Kasabian
And One True exploitation
It's a piss-take, y'posing bastards
Launch parties
FHP's cheesy fucking photos with the token fit bird
Who can't even suck my balls properly

Let's build the brand up!
Let's build the brand up!
Let's build the brand up!
Let's build the brand up!

Eh up, you've got some ug-duck in y'hair
Prestigious retail outlets
Y'got some ug-duck in y'hair
What's up duck?

Look at what you've done mate
A fucking horrible bunch of bodysnatchers
Talking about 'Ham on Rye'
But completely missing the Catchers

Suicidal strippers on the night train to Gomarrah
I didn't fucking say that did I?
Bollocks to it
Sod 'em all!

Queens Med surgeons
Ketamine revival
Boring bastards discussing the merits of The Fall

Take the mask off
Put that knife down
Tell him to leave my guts alone Paul...
Paul?
Paul!

What's wrong with R&B Paul?
What's R&B done to you?
You're not a DJ
You're a do what they say
I'll tell you what, let's all hang around the decks
Rinsing 'Screamadelica'
Rinsing Stevie Wonder
Rinsing Curtis Mayfield's 'Move On Up'
Well you fucked it up

Real singing mesters don't get anywhere
They pull their fucking hair out
They say things like, "What you going on about?"
And, "No mate, I can't get you any pills, I told you."
Chop your fucking face with a Les Paul karate kick
Smashing bar chord angles
Instantaneous... Brilliant... this is 'Tin Soldier'

You look well J
What the fuck are you?
A doctor
Well in that case I think I've got neurosis of the shiver
It affects my long walk home
And all these tears coming from my eyes
My nose
And my dirty fucking ears

The master
Of be dafter
The king of the other people's beers
Paul?

What's wrong with R&B Paul?
What's R&B done to you?
You're not a DJ
You're a do what they say
I'll tell you what, let's all hang around the decks
Rinsing 'Screamadelica'
Rinsing Stevie Wonder
Rinsing Curtis Mayfield's 'Move On Up'
Well you fucked it up

Fucking stand here eyeing-up the usual slags
Desperate housewives
Desperate to do a bit of washing-up
Hook an husband
Get ya fucking purse out duck
The Sambuca Cartel

Impending angina destinies
The regret of fourteen years wasted
I cry my fucking eyes out
Cause yesterday, I really miss my bastard yesterdays
Lob us one more
I'm a real raver
I don't know the score
Two Nill
Y'what?
Two Nill
Y'what?
Two Nill
Y'what?
FUCK FOOTBALL!

Killing Notts culture!
Killing Notts culture!
Killing Notts culture!
Killing Notts culture!