Union Songtext
von Neurotic Outsiders
Union Songtext
Tell me mirror, mirror on the wall
Who′s the sickest Sex Pistol of them all
Is it Johnny Rotten? I don't know
I′d really like to ask him but he drives me up the wall
Now take old Sidney Vicious, he's a clown
He'd turn his mother in for less than half a crown
But I wish I had a union
I wish I had a union
Now take my mate, old Cookie, he′s off his head
Just give him his Daily Mirror and a pint of Whatney′s red
Now here comes Stevie Jonesy, he's a slag
He loves to get his knob sucked, wrapped in a Union Jack
But I wish I had a union
I wish I had a union
I wish I had a union
I wish I had a union
Never trust a hippie, they killed Bambi
We gave a little filth and fury for all your mugs to see
There′s nothing like the real thing, so they say
Just like a creepy cockroach, we'll never go away
But I wish I had a union
I wish I had a union
I wish I had a union
I wish I had a union
Who′s the sickest Sex Pistol of them all
Is it Johnny Rotten? I don't know
I′d really like to ask him but he drives me up the wall
Now take old Sidney Vicious, he's a clown
He'd turn his mother in for less than half a crown
But I wish I had a union
I wish I had a union
Now take my mate, old Cookie, he′s off his head
Just give him his Daily Mirror and a pint of Whatney′s red
Now here comes Stevie Jonesy, he's a slag
He loves to get his knob sucked, wrapped in a Union Jack
But I wish I had a union
I wish I had a union
I wish I had a union
I wish I had a union
Never trust a hippie, they killed Bambi
We gave a little filth and fury for all your mugs to see
There′s nothing like the real thing, so they say
Just like a creepy cockroach, we'll never go away
But I wish I had a union
I wish I had a union
I wish I had a union
I wish I had a union
Writer(s): Stacy Ferguson, Gordon Matthew Sumner, George Pajon, Allan Apll Pineda, Will Adams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com