Kunt And The Gang - Things lyrics
[Kunt And The Gang - Things lyrics]
Every night I sit here in my front room
I squeeze in here through a tiny gap
My chair is in the middle of
Piles and piles of magazines
I have a ready meal for dinner on my lap
Surrounded by things
That I like to save things
Some flyers from a rave things
An old Airfix kit
A pair of pants that no longer fit things
I don’t use anymore
A load of newspapers blocking the door
Thinking ‘bout the things I used to use
Memories are all I have to cling to
I can’t get through the hall to my bedroom
Cos it’s piled up of paint pots which
Are full of shit and piss
I know they’ll come in handy some day soon
I’m surrounded by things
Old VHS tapes things
Planet of the Apes things
Hundreds of old flicks police Academy 1 - 6
Things like in Woman in Red
That bit when Kelly LeBrock gets
Up off the bed
Thinking ‘bout the things I used to use
You remember that bit
That was our favourite bit in
The whole film wernit
I wore the pause button out on my VHS remote
Trying to stop it at that exact point
Remember we’d put that on if ever
We were feeling a bit down
You’d crack open a new pack of handy andies
And it would really cheer us up
I thought that I might
Venture to the bathroom
But there’s old car parts in
The bath and sink
I haven’t washed my helmet for a fortnight
It’s cheesy and it’s kicking up a stink
I’m thinking of things
An infestation of flies things
Eating your eyes things
Crawling in your hair
Your corpse decaying in your chair things
That I keep every day
I haven’t told anyone that you passed away
I’m thinking ‘bout the things we used to do
And the memories are all I have to cling to
And I keep these things cos
They remind me of you
Every paint pot full of wee and poo
I squeeze in here through a tiny gap
My chair is in the middle of
Piles and piles of magazines
I have a ready meal for dinner on my lap
Surrounded by things
That I like to save things
Some flyers from a rave things
An old Airfix kit
A pair of pants that no longer fit things
I don’t use anymore
A load of newspapers blocking the door
Thinking ‘bout the things I used to use
Memories are all I have to cling to
I can’t get through the hall to my bedroom
Cos it’s piled up of paint pots which
Are full of shit and piss
I know they’ll come in handy some day soon
I’m surrounded by things
Old VHS tapes things
Planet of the Apes things
Hundreds of old flicks police Academy 1 - 6
Things like in Woman in Red
That bit when Kelly LeBrock gets
Up off the bed
Thinking ‘bout the things I used to use
You remember that bit
That was our favourite bit in
The whole film wernit
I wore the pause button out on my VHS remote
Trying to stop it at that exact point
Remember we’d put that on if ever
We were feeling a bit down
You’d crack open a new pack of handy andies
And it would really cheer us up
I thought that I might
Venture to the bathroom
But there’s old car parts in
The bath and sink
I haven’t washed my helmet for a fortnight
It’s cheesy and it’s kicking up a stink
I’m thinking of things
An infestation of flies things
Eating your eyes things
Crawling in your hair
Your corpse decaying in your chair things
That I keep every day
I haven’t told anyone that you passed away
I’m thinking ‘bout the things we used to do
And the memories are all I have to cling to
And I keep these things cos
They remind me of you
Every paint pot full of wee and poo