We once made things from steel,
And now we're only stealing
Past inspirations.

You'll never have free reign,
Switching channels for inspiration.
When all we need is our strange relations.
The strange relate...

As proud as punchdrunk, stealing other peoples old junk,
And all he finds is old perverts overcoats who were too tall.
Fat boy bugger all in dirty overalls
Stealing toilet rolls.
Fuckin' arseholes in aardvark tee-shirts, pretty little mini-skirts.
Long stay wedding plans tonight of all nights.
Garlic disasters in the name of creamy sauces for pastas,
You bastard, you creamy fuckin' bastard.

We follow rules o' engagement,
And I need derailing.

And I need digital TV
Like I need conjuring trickery
Or assailing,
And all I demand...

As proud as punchdrunk, stealing other peoples old junk,
And all he finds is old perverts overcoats who were too tall.
Fat boy bugger all in dirty overalls
Is stealing toilet rolls.
Fuckin' arseholes in aardvark tee-shirts, pretty little mini-skirts.
Long stay wedding plans tonight of all nights.
A little full of patios and technicolour deamcoats,
Long dark raincoats, life gangsters.


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Punch (Drunk) song meanings
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