"The proof's in the pudding, and the gigs
You've not been to Woolworths to but your mix
You flirt with the weather, a kneeling Knave
Billy Shakespeare would be spinng in his grave."
And the last part is:
"You love to dance, you're a sycophant
How do you sleep, how do you get up? Get fucked."
2nd verse is:
"The proof's in the pudding, and the gigs You've not been to Woolworths to but your mix You flirt with the weather, a kneeling Knave Billy Shakespeare would be spinng in his grave."
And the last part is:
"You love to dance, you're a sycophant How do you sleep, how do you get up? Get fucked."