Tim Minchin - Cont lyrics
[Tim Minchin - Cont lyrics]
This is a new song I've written it's
Kind of a, sort of jaunty swing
Number and it's called, um, "Cont"
I don't like Jews
Neither should you
They're ethically and spiritually poor
That's a fact
I don't like black people
It's just not acceptable
There should be some kind of law that is that
And I get the shit's with Inuit's
They get on my tit's, the little bastards
And women
Just make me so mad, does that make me bad?
Am I bad, is that bad?
And the fuckin' Italians
I just cannot stand them
They really inspire my rancour
Cheating fucking Italian wankers
And lesbians and the bi-curious
Make me furious
It's not their fault, I know, but still grr!
And fuckin' Christians
I just want to punch 'em in their faces
And I'm not comfortable with
Muslims on the tube
And I can't stand publicly
Breast feeding mothers
And I hate gays who talk camp-ly
And the fuckin' Chinese make me angry
I hate the rich i hate the poor
I hate bitches i hate whores
I hate Africans i hate Japanese
I hate the disabled i hate Burmese
Yeah, I don't care about your
Colour or your creed
I will judge you for no reason
I don't like Jews
Who make and distribute kiddy porn
Neither should you
They're ethically and spiritually poor
That's a fact
I don't like black people
Who risk billions of other peoples
Money gambling on future derivatives
It's just not acceptable
There should be some kind of law that is that
And I get the shit's with Inuit's
Who find out what job I do
And regale me with a racist joke or two
They get on my tit's, the little bastards
And women who judge other women for
Not holding the same
Views as them vis-a-vis career and mothering
Just make me so mad, does that make me bad?
Am I bad, is that bad?
And the fuckin' Italians
I just cannot stand them
When they take a dive in the penalty box
Denying Australia it's World Cup spot
They really inspire my rancour
Cheating fuckin' Italian wankers
And lesbians and the bi-curious
Make me furious
When their pride parade blocked the
Traffic flow when my baby
Had asthma and had to go to the hospital
It's not their fault, I know, but still grr!
And fuckin' Christians
Who lean on their horn when my wife
Is being cautious at an intersection
I just want to punch them in their faces
Although my anger is fleeting
I understand their frustration
She's a little too hesitant
And I'm not comfortable with
Muslims on the tube
Who look over my shoulder when I'm reading
And I can't stand publicly
Breast feeding mothers
Who smoke cigarettes while they're feeding
And I hate gays who talk camp-ly
During the final act of King Lear
And the fuckin' Chinese make me angry
When they make sham erection potions out
Of the horns of endangered rhinoceros
I hate the rich who use their
Wealth as an excuse for bigotry
I hate the poor who use their
Poverty as an excuse for bigotry
I hate bitches who get rabies
And try to bite babies
I hate whores who won't accept Visa
I hate African racists
I hate Japanese homophobes
I hate those disabled rapists
I hate Burmese cats
Yeah, I don't care about your
Colour or your creed
I will judge you for no reason
But, your deeds!
So, um