Some people might like to get a train to work,
or drive in in a Beamer or a Merc,
some guys like to travel in my bus,
but i can't be bothered with the bus today, I gotta take my bike
'cause once again the tube's on strike
the greedy bastards want extra pay
for sitting on their ass all day
even though they earn 30K

so i'm standing here in the pouring rain
WHERE THE FUCK'S MY FUCKING TRAIN?

London Underground (london underground)
their all lazy fucking useless cunts
London Underground (london underground)
they're all greedy cunts, i wanna shoot them all with a rifle

All they say is "Please mind the Doors"
and they learnt that on the tutor course
this job could be done by a 4 year old
they just leave us freezing in the cold. What you smell is what you get,
Burger King and piss and sweat
You roast to death in the boiling heat,
with tourists treading on your feet,
a chewing gum on every seat

so don't tell me to "mind the Gap"
I WANT MY FUCKING MONEY BACK

London Underground (london underground)
their all lazy fucking useless cunts
London Underground (london underground)
they're all greedy cunts, i wanna shoot them all with a rifle

La, La La, La
La, La La, La
The floors are sticky and the seats are damp,
every platform has a fucking tramp
But the drivers get the day off work,
we're all late for work again,

London Underground (london underground)
Wa-Wa-Wankers, they're all wankers
London Underground (london underground)
take your Oyster Cards, and shove it up your arsehole


Lyrics submitted by Bendubz

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