Goldie Lookin' Chain Album

Right, it's Adam Hussein here!
What happend to you on Friday clart?
I'm fuckin' Adam Hussein.. knowsit
I'm fuckin' safe, I'm fuckin'.. In the GLC!
Adam Hussein here to bring the fuckin' pain!
(repeat 3x)
You know I'm gonna fucking (?) you and drive you insane!
Fuckin' get on the mic.. Fuckin' wreck it.. And just, er, shout general abuse
down the fuckin' microphone!
Some people think I've got tourettes.. but I fuckin' 'avn't!

Er, I'm fuckin'.. yeah .. safe
(at the same time) Some of 'em get 'em from the market.. I gets mine frm Primark..
Some of 'em get 'em frm the market.. I gets mine from Primark..
I terll you what iv ebeen fukin round the woorld, ive been ove rthe other side
of (?) and back, and I tell you what, I loves, I loves this place more, fuckin'
Newport, fuckin' city.. Init

(Feat Adam's Nan)

Adam Hussein - Bring me a cup of tea and an ounce of Columbian homegrown
hahaah you beggar

I've got a number one fan who loves to smoke a nine-bar
It ain't Bob Marley clarts, it's my fucking grandma
I seen her in fights, protecting the family name
Sparring clarts out 'cos she's the original Hussein

One time the police come knocking, at our door
She hid the fucking pills 'cos she knows the fucking score
The pigs started shouting, they couldn't find the blow
So my Nan chucks the pricks out the fucking window
You see, that's the problem when you smokes too much draw
You forget things like, er we live on the fifteenth floor
They landed in a mess, fuck me that must be sore
My Nan's hard as fuck and she's only eighty-four

Adam hussein, Adam Hussein
Adam Hussein

Why were these pigs here making me irate?
I thought back and tried to calculate
That's right mate
Last week she ran from St Addicks and they haven't seen her since
How can you miss a trackie and a fucking blue rinse
But she had to fucking leave 'cos she was causing uproar
'cos they caught her banging out shit, loads of fucking draw

She bought more whizz than she'd ever fucking need,
So she gave it a way - some to the day care
but most to some fucked up bloke in a wheelchair
Wally was is name and he looked after Ed,
When my Nan finished with him he was off his head
He didn't fucking stop so she kept racking them,
Now he's on TV lapping Mika Hakkinen

Y2K + 2 Knows It Leisure Wear

Is this gonna be played in TJs?

Back in the day when the glc formed we had no money so my nan got pawned
I sold her down rizza's for eight pound forty and I bought some draw 'cos I'm
fucking naughty
2 Hats smoked the last off this mad shit,
I better get my Nan back or she'll go fucking skitz
She's hussein, so like me she's insane,
She'll fuck you up with her fucking zimmer-frame

Safe Spa! You Knows It! Adam Hussein. Goldie Lookin' Chain. Adam Hussein. Adam
Hussein.

I was in town getting fucked and off went my phone, it was my neighbour saying
there's a disturbance at home
I walks in the place and to my dismay
My Nan got wrecked and thought it was my birthday
She made the cake with coke instead of flour
And she'd eaten almost half in under a fucking hour
She does it every now and then
Well perhaps twice a week
So I gives her three valiums to put her to sleep

You Knows It! Safe Spa! Goldie Lookin' Chain
Adam Hussein, Adam Hussein

Turn up the beat and make it sweet
Album four has already hit the streets
We're the chain gang, using loads of slang
We got better cars than the one in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang

There's no flaw or chink in our fuk'n armour
Eggsie likes to fuk the local farmer
If you let us in your house, I wouldn't blink
Cos we'll nick more than your fuk'n kitchen sink

It's the Chain
It's the Chain Gang
It's the Chain
It's the Chain Gang
Goldie Lookin' Chain with Adam Hussain

It's the Chain
It's the Chain Gang
It's the Chain
It's the Chain Gang
Goldie Lookin' Chain with Adam Hussain

I broke the law, once or twice before
Robbing from the rich and stealing from the poor
A public enemy, bring the noise
And Check Yer 'Ead like the fuk'n Beastie Boys

Private Lines, Rizlas buy and sell, Copper Road... and Bainswell.
Gold chain around my neck, with a leisure suit and a pair of Hi Tecs.

It's the Chain, It's the Chain Gang
It's the Chain, It's the Chain Gang
It's the Chain, It's the Chain Gang (razzle dazzle)
Goldie Lookin' Chain with Adam Hussain

The chain's all interlinked and we're locked down tight
Give your mates some draw and ganja and a light
We're the chain gang back in your face
From the Eastside to the Westside you knows you're all safe

Willy Steiners, a Newport fish bar, a nice day out with your fuk'n Grandma
Cardiff Road to Maindee, everybody knows we're the GLC

It's the Chain, It's the Chain Gang
It's the Chain, It's the Chain Gang
It's the Chain, It's the Chain Gang
Goldie Lookin' Chain with Adam Hussain

Yes, Mystikal back in this Medieval vibe
Using magical arts to chill with the tribe
Or chain gang as they're more commonly known
With sweet herbs and weed, we entered the zone

Crossing the cosmos and transcending dimensions
Mind bending medicines too many to mention
Travelling the 'Port and using the force
Then we climbed to Twmbalwm to return to the source

It's the Chain, It's the Chain Gang
It's the Chain, It's the Chain Gang
It's the Chain, It's the Chain Gang
Goldie Lookin' Chain with Adam Hussain

Cleveland, St Woolos, Malpas and Brynglas
To Crinder, Bainswell and all of Maesglas
From The Gird to Allway, from Risca to Slowboat
Legalise draw Mr Flynn and you got my vote

Put draw, fags and rizla in a special way
Spark up the fu'ker and head to the milky way
But if you can't do it, album four will explain
Why not join the draw club of the Goldie Lookin' Chain

They don't know about my weed, they don't know about my speed
They don't know about my draw, they don't know what it's for

A can of lager and a rusty nail. The Argus, and The Western Mail
The bible and the Koran, Eggsie's offered sex down the local farm

My goldie like fashions is better than Versace
I paid fuk all cos I taxed 'em see
Feeling the vibe all across the 'Port
Turn up the volume of your fuk'n Escorts

It's the Chain, It's the Chain Gang
It's the Chain, It's the Chain Gang
It's the Chain, It's the Chain Gang
Goldie Lookin' Chain with Adam Hussain

Yeah, massive respect to all the GLC... Benny Blanco... Mystikal... fuk'n... (i
am a robot, i am a robot) shut up! fuk'n... er... mr love eggs... knows it.

If you're from Crinder put your hands in the air
If you're from Maindee screaaaaaaaam
If you're from the Eastside say 'safe as fuk'
If you're from the Westside say 'you fuk'n knows it'

Yes, I thought I was a robot like. But I'm not. And the doctor said I gotta er,

From the hip hop to the hippy to the hoppy to the wibbly wobbly woo,
To the ram jam jimmy, to the goldie lookin' chain to the ad-ad-adam hussain

Alright Spa!
Do you want some fucking weed?
I've got fucking loads of weed man, right

Carl from Risca's had a few fucking ounces off me right,
So I've only got 21 ounces on me at the moment, right
but if you want some fucking more, right
I can do that, that's no fucking problem.

I need to shift this draw quick as fuck,
flip the cash and take my cut.
It's really powerful, it's so strong,
but I'm selling it fast and it's nearly all gone

I'll sell you a nine-bar or just the ounce
I'll sell you little bits or large amounts
Adam Hussein, remember me?
Selling draw from my capri

Want some draw? With me you'll score
Cos I grows this shit out o' my nan's back door
Bongs, bingers, blow buckets,
I sell ounces to schoolkids but I don't care, fuck it

Get it on tick, but make it quick
I just got a load of wicked Thai stick
Party's going down, I'll bring the brown
Tonight it's going off in Newport town

I've got 21 ounces of blow
I've got 21 ounces of blow
So if you want some let me know
'cos I've really gotta go
I've got 21 ounces of blow, blow, blow

People watch me like Match of the Day,
I've got a stack of weed like a bale of hay
I drive my capri like Colin Mcrae
and I've got to drop some weed off in Alway

I've got really good scales and my deals are proper,
The price is wicked too, just like happy shopper

I sells the best skunk,
you can tell by the smell,
I'll also sell you fags and rizlas as well

Oi clarts!
Don't fucking start
Or I'll whip you with my chain, and it'll fucking smart

Weeds green like a frog,
my brown'll make you shake like a shitting dog

10 or twenty, I got plenty
I'm still selling draw down Pilgweny
Getting laid, not getting played
Don't give a fuck as long as I get paid

I've got 21 ounces of blow
I've got 21 ounces of blow
So if you want some let me know
'cos I've really gotta go
I've got 21 ounces of blow, blow, blow

I'm driving, feeling sane
'cos the boots rammed with mary jane
That's right!
It's Benny Blanco,
selling the speed and the blow out of my car,
'cos that's how it's done,
Pigs bust me twice so they got me on the run

Adam Hussein, I'm fucking glc
'cos if you want a thc, come see me
There's a new dance, going on,
in Newport, it's called the funky bong

You wiggle your hips and start to show off
Breathe in and out and then you cough
You can only do it when your smoking a cone,
You can do it with your mates or all alone
Right to the left, left to the right
GLC are the fucking bomb, alright?

I've got 21 ounces of blow
I've got 21 ounces of blow
So if you want some let me know
'cos I've really gotta go
I've got 21 ounces of blow, blow, blow

I've got speed, whatever you need,
'cos I've always got a big bag of weed
My shit ain't bunk,
I sell skunk out of my low ride capri's trunk

Wanna gurn? You better learn,
Your missus'll get free pills burping my worm
She's on all fours,
Wouldn't touch her with yours
'cos she looks like the wookie out of fucking Star Wars

I've got 21 ounces of blow
I've got 21 ounces of blow
So if you want some let me know
'cos I've really gotta go
I've got 21 ounces of blow, blow, blow

21 ounces of blow
I've got 21 ounces of blow
So if you want some let me know
'cos I've really gotta go
I've got 21 ounces of blow, blow, blow

To all the seat slashers traveling on Newport transport
To all the shoplifters banned from the town centre
To all the draw dealers under surveillance by the authorities
To all the bad boys carrying concealed weapons
To all the kids smoking fags at break-time
To all the people who got a producer for driving offences
To all the people traveling on trains without paying, pretending to be asleep or
hiding in the toilets
To all the acid casualties down St. Caddacks
To all the people down Wetherspoons on a Monday drinking a fukin' pound a pint,
aw wicked

Adam: Is that boy balls going off on one again? Look, son, I told you before.
It's all lies. Don't fuk'n listen to 'em clarts

Let me tell you a story about a mate of mine
You'll have to bear with me I've had a bottle of wine
His name's Adam Hussain and he's really alright
He shagged a mongo in his car, late one night

It was some time back in late '83
Benny Blanco was his name and he came round to tea
He made his excuses and went to the bog
Xain found him outside, shagging the dog

He's never been the same since that summer's day
He lost his fuk'n head and thought he was gay
We soon brought him round with a big fat blunt
Then we showed him some pictures of a dripping c*nt

Dunlop. Greenflash. 13.99.
Dunlop. Greenflash. They calls it LSD and it's fuk'n wicked man

If you need your fix, you know where to go
Get on the phone to Benny Blanco
He doesn't mind, even when he's with a whore
He's the 'Port's drug ambassador

He'll deliver to you, within the hour
In his Patrick shell suit, sometimes with a flower
In his collar, he looks fuk'n dollar
and his eyes are quite similar to the Ayatollah

I first met Hussain whilst pissed on a train
He was off to Heathrow to catch a fuk'n plane
I think he had a connection to organise the draw
Cos he gave me three ounces and a photo of Roger Moore

He told me a story about a bird he shagged
He took for a spin in a car he blagged
They pulled into a lay-by and started getting busy
He ripped off her pants and covered her in c*nt jizzy

She said to him, "you really make me hot,
i don't even mind about the cock rot!"
So he seized his chance and took a tricky brown
But it all went pear-shaped when he took a look down

There were loads of skid marks all over his seat
They were white leather so they'd be there for weeks
He blagged the car from his cousin in Aberdare
And when he gave it back there was shit everywhere

Adam: There may be an element of truth there, right? Er, but most of it, it..
it... it's fcuking lies. I swear to god, I never done nothing like that before

Eggsie: Yous fcukings knows it. I am a fcuking robot. Is ams froms outers
spaces. Is ams froms jus-pis-ters.

Went to pick a man up in my fuk'n car
There's a rave up in Wentwood, It's not very far
We've got drugs and lager, we've been to the Spar
House, techno, acid - there's even a bar

Adam got fuk'd up, off his head on pills
He got on the podium to show us his skills
He dropped his can of lager and slipped in the mess
And ripped down this fuk'n minging birds dress

This minging bird said, "You make me cringe"
Hussain' shoved his fingers up her minge
He said, "My beer goggles are on but you're quite smart"
"Come back to my place you fuk'n tart!"

She kicked him in the bollocks and punched him the eye
He said, "you still haven't given me a fuk'n reply"
She said, "You'll never get me back to your place."
So Adam pinned her down and shot his man fat in her face

When I first met Benny Blanco he sold me the blow
After bingo at the community disco
He fingered, two mingers,
And was making girls sniff his fingers

Smoked bongs and drank Strongbow
Went for a drive and shagged a mongo
He's been bad, since the day he was born
And he's got a huge collection of dog porn

Adam: That fuk'n shit about shagging a mongo, that's not true, right? Are you
trying to frame me, or something? Let me kick some fuk'n shit to you now, right
guys...

Some of it's lies and some of it's the truth
I'm Benny Blanco and you got no proof
The dog porn shit? It's all propaganda
Although I seen some sick shit with an electric sander

And a girl in a bikini called Miranda
Giving it to a shitty dog, seal and a panda
Went in HMV, to buy a DVD
Of some oral sex - beastiality

I couldn't get any, I was feeling quite forlorn
Until I found this tape of dog porn
When I got it home, it weren't my cup of tea
But Eggsie had to have a w4nk cos it was free

So call it the truth, so call it slander
But I don't give a fuk cos I'm drinking Moet Chandon
I starred in a cock film called Black Mamba
And I feels like Sean Connery that film, er, Highlander

I'm Adam Hussain, alright? If you thinks I been shagging fuk'n animals, you'd be
mistaken, like. But if you fuk'n thinks I have, I'll fuk'n shag you with that
metal pig outside the market.

Fukin' safe fukin' you knows it, innit

It's time to kick it once more from the boys who toke draw
Don't mess with us clarts cos we're fukin' hardcore
You thought the chain were ill, now we're fukin' much sicker
These tunes'll need more than a parental warning sticker

Barrow Balls is back, and as mad as can be
He'll break your fukin' face like Mo-hammed Ah-li
But let's talk about me, Adam Hussain
One of the maddest looking fu'kers from the Goldie Lookin' Chain

'Don't Blame the Chain' really started the ignition
Now ever fu'ker gives us the deserved recognition
The chain are back again like we said before
You know the crew who likes to smoke the fuk'n draw

We've been quiet for a while and now we're fuk'n back
Trying to shag the birds but escape the fuk'n clap
We're sick as fcuk and ryer now
The kings of 'Port hip hop so take a fuk'n bow

So if you wanna go, then bring on the action
But you don't wanna Goldie Lookin' Chain reaction

Hussain's ripping it up, Y2K style plus two, innit

Like Lillets, or Always Ultra with Wings, we're the Goldie Lookin' Chain and
we're running things
Like Lillets, or Always Ultra with Wings, we're New and Improved and we're
running things

This time shit's real so let me kick the fuk'n facts
With rhymes and beats so tight they'll bring you to climax
We're the hip hop kings of the P - O - R - T
Like I say clarts, we're the G L C

Benwaballs composed us some new tunes for the millenium
Xain lays the tracks and 2 Hats start the rebellion
We're fu'ked in the end but really must maintain
We're better than Vanilla Ice, we're the Goldie Lookin' Chain

Ha ha! Fuk'n Adam Hussain here aka Benny Blanco here. Clart, if you needs the
fuk'n draw, you come and fuk'n sees me, innit, right? Fuk'n knows it.

This is the time so let the shit rhyme
We're the GLC and fcuked in the mind
Benwaballs skits, crazy as can be
He'll fcuk you up and down n worse than Bruce fuk'n Lee

Some clarts get birds with the muscles they can flex
But Xain gets tit-tosss spinning his decks
2000AD couldn't give a toss
As long as he gets to see the girlie's pantie-moss

Like Lillets, or Always Ultra with Wings, we're the Goldie Lookin' Chain and
we're running things
Like Lillets, or Always Ultra with Wings, we're New and Improved and we're
running things

This new bad-ass shit will give you a fukin' thrill
Crank up the fukin' bass and take a drive down Pil
When we started up, people thought we we're taking the piss
But we've evolved like a butterfly from a chrysalis

They've been out of the country, now for a while
Missing the fresh tunes and the fukin' free-style
Our cocks are bigger than sticks of salami
Cos we're the generals of this 'Port hip hop army

Listen to this shit and copy one after one
By this time next year it'll go platinum
Get smoked up clart, in a fuk'n haze
And demand our shit over fuk'n TJs

Oi clart, don't forget my fukin' four pack of stella and fukin' rizlas, innit,
alright?

I see all this mad shit, every fcukin' day
Stretching from the gear to Pil and Allway(?)
People say we're nuts and that needs addressing
I ain't messing, clarts, this shit's got me fuk'n stressing

I ain't confessin'
to whether I smokes the fuk'n resin
But still impressin the girlies when they see me
Bouncing down the road in my low ride capri

With my ganja in the back and main D-Lee
Fuk with us and you'll be in the obituaries
Cos every fu'cker knows we're the GLC

Yeah, that's right, it's Adam Hussain he back and this time he's pissed off.
Fuk'n you knows it. Big respect to Benny Blanco. In the house tonight.

Fuk'n knows it, that's right. Adam Hussain. Fuk'n there, in your fuk'n face.

Fuk'n love fags man
So... er.. so... so what fags you got man? What you smokin' then?
I got fukin', I got Marlboro lights man, they come, look, in they're own fukin'
box look
That's gold on it, I like a gold...

Lyrical devastation, across the nation
Safe as fuk and that's no exaggeration
The beats keep rockin' and the base'll hum
Get down fuk'n Embassy Number 1

I came round your house, to borrow some towels
I smoked a John Player and it loosened my bowels
Like a bullet from a smoking gun
fcukin' ten. Embassy Number 1.

Suckers to the side, I know you hate, My B & H
Mike fcukin' loves it.

Smokin' fcukin' fags is really really great
Chuffin on the reg, having a laugh with your mates
Cheap fags made by some bloke in Albuquerque
I'll smoke Embassy Regal, sometimes even a Berkeley

I'm never gonna stop, I loves 'em too much to quit
Best fag o'the day in the morning, taking a shit
And having a cup of tea and reading the Sun
Despite the chills when your bum gravy starts to run

10 Reg I fcukin' loves it
It's great to smoke a Regal when you're taking a shit
Or with my nan in a council flat
My girlfriend can smoke fags in her twat

I fu'ked her in the arse then she sucked my dick
I spunked on her face, she had shit on her lips
She's a bit mad and she drinks loads of cider
She'll show you her tits for under a fiver

Suckers to the side, I know you hate, My B & H
You're gonna get yours
Suckers to the side, I know you hate, My B & H
You're gonna get yours

You get duty paid, they come in celophane
Loving duty free when you're on the fcukin' plane
To Morocco, the Algarve or in a tent at Blan...?
Just make sure you bring me back a fcukin' carton

I got an 80-a-day habit, smoking these cigarettes
Twat, shit, c*nting, bollocks, fuk me I do have Tourettes
They're really quite pricey you'd have to agree
But I love smoking them with the GLC

I do things that are highly illegal
See me in McDonalds smoking on a Regal
I got a suitcase and a cabin chair
Selling fags down John Frost square

I wear a tracksuit, I look so fly
I goes down the Spar, I busy 20 Sky
Sovereign, Silk Cut or Malboro Red
Remember Kids, don't smoke in bed

Ten Embassy Number One

Ten Embassy Number One

Two pound forty can get you a surprise
A packet of ten Silk Cut King Size
By 'em from the co-op, or even the Spar
Smoking 40 tabs off yer head at Zanzibar

Then on to the Slowboat for some fried duck
Trying to speak Chinese when I'm all puckered up
Didn't pay for it so I started to run
Still smoking a fcukin' Embassy Number One.

Wave your fags in the air like you just don't care
You can afters cos I love to share
White-tipped Marlboro Lights, going out, having fights
Go to France for the day, selling fags in the night

This girl let me touch her chicken wings
When i gave her a box of 200 SuperKings
Like a bishop having sex with a nun
fcukin' Ten Embassy Number One

Suckers to the side, I know you hate, My B & H
You're gonna get yours
Suckers to the side, I know you hate, My B & H
You're gonna get yours

Buying tens and twenties to have in my joints
And getting slippers for my nan with the Focus points
Inhale, exhale, put it out, have another ciggie
Driving around listening to the Snoop, or a bit o' Biggie

Fags are great, they're really fcukin' fun
Regal, Marlboro or fcukin' Embassy Number One
Chain gang crew two thousand and two
Ten Bensons are wicked when you're smacked out on Glue

Embassy Number One

Embassy Number One

Embassy Number One

Embassy Number One

Suckers to the side, I know you hate, My B & H
You're gonna get yours
Suckers to the side, I know you hate, My B & H

intro - you gonna, you gonna fukin order the curry then or what?
yeah, alright..pass me the phone clart.
y'wa...hang on mate..
whass, wha...aw, say whats the fukin number, son
yew aah, switch yer fukin phone on...c'mon..fukin, i'm staarvin'

er, allo, allo..yeah, i i i'd like to order a f.. uh...a curry please, yeah
er, chicken tikka massala, er, 4....4 pila...pilau rice's
(background - can i ave a naan bread)
aw fukin 'ell..we gotta, fukin.. naan bread as well...
uh, f.. keema nan..3...3 onion bhajis..er, fukin..an an some pepsi
yeah, yeah spa..is ..its a takeaway.

back in the port, stackin up yer bong
havin a fukin laugh and still signing on
i went to pick up a curry and they saw my capri
i payed them in draw and the keema now its free

the korma was wicked and it only cost a fiver
and they asked me to become the new delivery driver
the orders added up, two by fukin two
i can sell draw when im delivering vindaloos

when you're driving in town late at night
fuk me clarts you see some sights
wrecking it up in my capri
delivering a chicken bhuna going into Maindee

now you see me knocking out making a cut
ill give you free madras if you keeps yer mouth shut
ill bring you a curry and sell you the blow
ill put hash mix in yer bombay potatoes

chorus - chicken tikka massala chips and rice
chicken tikka massala chips and rice
chicken tikka massala chips and rice
chicken tikka massala chips and rice

i delivered the mushroom biriani to this babysitter
she invited me in and i fuked her up the shitter
i took a lamb madras and a quarter to Brynglas
my bitch got three ounces stuffed in her ass

she sucked me off and spat in the mint sauce
you don't wanna know what she put in the main course
chicken tikka massala delivered to 56
cause the people there are pricks
cause they never fukin tips

i delivers the curry right down pill
this bird 'ad no money so she gave me a fucking thrilll
i closed my eyes and made a wish
i chucked my man milk up her fukin starfish

i had 10 pints and smoked some crack
now i gotta deliver a prawn dhansak
i got to the house, i was sick on the doorstep
but i made them pay cash cause i won't take a cheque

chorus - chicken tikka massala chips and rice
chicken tikka massala chips and rice
chicken tikka massala chips and rice
chicken tikka massala chips and rice

herbs and spices, deliver pills on ice
i never get c-caught like in miami vice
i get 'em really dodgy on the streets of the city
deliverin' more draw than curry...which ain't a pity

but when the filth pull me over on the hard shoulder
i gives them LSD curry and a strawberry pavlova
and i pays them off with all this cash that i rake in
the girlies love me so i'm always flicking bacon

all this mad funk, never fukin quits
ever seen someone get fuked with a pneumatic drill in quik-fit?
i doubt it clart, now gimme the fukin money
this is some of the shit i sees delivering curry

chorus - chicken tikka massala chips and rice
chicken tikka massala chips and rice
chicken tikka massala chips and rice
went down private-eyes and bought a special device

it wasn't very long before i got an order wrong
and my special bombay spuds turned this bloke into a mong
he started complaining when he woke up
cause it was three weeks later and he missed the world cup

he got fuked off, i must've really bought his piss
cause i got fired next time i went into the office
they found my capri with the draw they had to seize

Binatone Spectrum, Pacman, Commodore
ZX-81, donkey kong, fucking high score
Push it to the limit, couldn't push it any more
Wanna be a fucking robot after smoking loads of draw

Bought a speak and spell, stuck it to my chest
And wraps some fucking TIN FOIL to my head and to my vest
Walking down the stret, my next door neighbours not impressed
I'm a robot and buying ten fags is my quest

Eggsie's gone too far, he thinks he's robocop
He's covered in tinfoil and he's got matching metal socks
We tried to sedate him but he fucking escaped
The man robot myth starts to escalate

He tries to sell himself standing in curries
But if the police turn up, he runs in a fucking hurry
He tries to plug himself in the mains with his nob
And when he's fully recharged he goes out on the rob

Half man, half machine
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Half man, half machine
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Being a robot in my digital domain
Enter my world, feel my pain
I'm not like other people you might see or you might know
I made love to a BBC micro
Touching on the disk drive, the monitor got hot
I knew from then, I was a motherfucking robot
Bill Gates from Microsoft, Stephen Hawking's voice
And fucking Lara Croft

I built a lab, secret in my loft
And built a special costume that would help me to jack off
I sat there in front of the screen
For many years, this had been my wet dream
Now I've reched it, I'm finally there
Like terminator being filmed in Aberdare
So alone, when people stop and stare
Like C3PO but with pubes and hair

Robot Love
Robot
Robotic Breakdancing
Robot

The doctors found a nut
They said he was an headcase
'cos he sticks silver and cans on his face

Sucking off antennas and trying to fuck the fridge
And burnt his pubic wig, with the high voltage

I am a robot
My prime directive is to's go to's the shops
And buy's ten fags
Do's you's compute?

He wants to buy ten fags, his destination is the shops
A tinfoil suit and a hat like Robocop
If your ask him then he'll do a bodypop
Like terminator, yeah he just won't stop

Put electical cable down through the eye of his cock
Plugged it in the wall and gave himself a big shock
The reason that he did it wasn't to give himself pain
Watching Terminator over again and again

Fuck man, get him, fucking restrain him man
get him fucking, fucking get him down man
inject him man, get him down
He's fucking nuts spa and he's losing it
Help me man, just get him fucking....

Half man, half machine
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Half man, half machine
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Half man, half machine
What does it mean?