But when all were sated the shelves were stocked
And all the hoarding scumbags blocked
But when all were sated the shelves were stocked
And all the hoarding scumbags blocked
Lorry loads of food arrive
But when all were sated the shelves were stocked
And all the hoarding scumbags blocked
Lorry loads of food arrive
Through the night theyâd had to drive
But when all were sated the shelves were stocked
And all the hoarding scumbags blocked
Lorry loads of food arrive
Through the night they had to drive
Full shelves again? Boy were we shocked!
Kitchen rolls no longer used
Kitchen rolls no longer used
Stocks of paper have been abused
Kitchen rolls no longer used
Stocks of paper have been abused
I yearn for the good old days just two weeks past
Kitchen rolls no longer used
Stocks of paper have been abused
I yearn for the good old days just two weeks past
CoronavirusâŠyou can kiss my arse!
Kitchen rolls no longer used
Stocks of paper have been abused
I yearn for the good old days just two weeks past
CoronavirusâŠyou can kiss my arse!
No wonder some are so confused.
'Twas a cold and frosty night
'Twas a cold and frosty night
The stars were shining bright
'Twas a cold and frosty night
The stars were shining bright
The moon lit the sky
'Twas a cold and frosty night
The stars were shining bright
The moon lit the sky
And all of the heavens on high
'Twas a cold and frosty night
The stars were shining bright
The moon lit the sky
And all of the heavens on high
When I suddenly had a fright.
There were eyes in the shrub nearby
There were eyes in the shrub nearby
Was it something that came from the sky?
There were eyes in the shrub nearby
Was it something that came from the sky?
Or perhaps itâs a badger or a fox or a bear
There were eyes in the shrub nearby
Was it something that came from the sky?
Or perhaps itâs a badger or a fox or a bear
Whatever it was it gave Bert a scare
There were eyes in the shrub nearby
Was it something that came from the sky?
Or perhaps itâs a badger or a fox or a bear
Whatever it was it gave Bert a scare
When he heard a pitiful cry.
Bert pointed his torch at the ground
Bert pointed his torch at the ground
To see what could be found
Bert pointed his torch at the ground
To see what could be found
There were three green eyes
Bert pointed his torch at the ground
To see what could be found
There were three green eyes
Hang on! no, mince pies
Bert pointed his torch at the ground
To see what could be found
There were three green eyes
Hang on! no, mince pies
And a bargain at six for a pound.
Here we are, in lockdown all