"Spies" as written by Nicholas Wade, David James, Chris Wade and John Freshwater....
I hear you knockin'. I hear yer knockin' I hear you knocking!
I hear you knockin' ha! Ha! Ha! Heh! Heh! Heh!
I'm the pied piper won't cha follow me ????
Her handbag will suffer!
The man shaking watching us!!!
Almost every day there is damage
Baby-sit
Plucky old lady!
A funeral wiv her block of flats.
A big result!
Blows to the head.
Hey pensioner, can this here place live?
Accept living!
To be or not 2b,
Doesn't matter,
Every night I go to sleep,
I have a wet dream,
Her frosted gob,
Spat out the ruderies
Yob! yob! yob!
You can stick your fuckin'
Jab! jab! jab! in the arm !!!!
In the arm there's no harm
In the arm there's no harm
In the arm there's no harm
In the arm there's no harm
Rot! rot!
That's all you got,
Not a lot it's all you've got!
And
They all come in,
Two by two,
Buy two and get one free,
Three for four
Five, six, seven, more
Cheque's in the post
Bodies on the floor
I use the chimney
Never use the door!
(alright! I'm finished!)
A funeral wiv 'er block of flats
I hear you knockin'
But you can't come in !!!
I hear you knockin'
But you can't come in,
No! no! no! no! no! no!
I hear you knocking
I hear you!
I hear you knocking !!!!!!!


Lyrics submitted by dpakoha

"Spies" as written by David James Nicholas Wade

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