Please Let Me Come Mooch Round Your House

Please let me come mooch round your house
I will tell you what i’m on about
Talking normal with a wooden spoon
Let’s go down and sit in my front room
My front room
I can’t stand up and yeah you can’t sit down
You’ve started sweating in you dressing gown
You stud it in and we have nicked the wall
I thought i said i wanted just one part
Just one part
Ride it out yeah through the hills and snow
Mind is burning like an inferno
Scorch the land and we’ve spoiled the crop
Now please just tell me when it’s gonna stop
Gonna stop
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba
Sit yourself down in the old armchair
That modern livings getting you nowhere
It keeps on ringing but there’s no one home
It better not be our mom on the phone
On the phone