You Took My Stuff Songtext
von Rich Keeble & The More Accomplished Musicians

You took my stuff took my stuff took my stuff you motherfucker
So I′m gonna have to fuck you right up
There was an avocado sitting in the fridge that had my name on
That I'd specially earmarked for my lunch
It′s the sheer audacity that I just can't understand
It's like you took my baby daughter
Or you′ve cut off my hand
You took my stuff motherfucker
So I′m gonna have to fuck you right up

You took my stuff took my stuff took my stuff you motherfucker
So I'm gonna have to fuck you right up
There was a yellow highlighter pen
Just sitting on my desk about
A couple of inches from my mug
You′re just like an animal, you really don't think
So I′ve started it with yellow now I'm finishing with pink
And everyone who reads this report will think
That′s a bit odd


I'm gonna think up all the punishments
That I think reasonably fit the crime
And there's a principle at stake
So it doesn′t matter if I do time

You took my stuff took my stuff took my stuff you motherfucker
Come on when you gonna give it a rest?
You know I like to go and have a quiet poo about 11
And the left cubicle is the best
I couldn′t believe it when I turned up as usual
You were in there making noises
That were quite inexcusable
And I had to use the one on the right with the wobbly seat

You may think it's petty
But you clearly don′t get me
You'll be praying for a time machine
So you never met me
Take my stuff motherfucker and I′m gonna have to fuck you right up

I'm gonna think up all the punishments
That I think reasonably fit the crime
And there′s a principle at stake
So it doesn't matter if I do time
You know? Prison!


You may think it's petty
But you clearly don′t get me
You′ll be praying for a time machine
So you never met me
When you find the passive aggressive note that I left on your chair!
Yes, thank you!