Kunt And The Gang - Tracey, Stop Bringing Black Blokes Back lyrics

You’ve stuck in your vajazzle and
Put on your wonderbra
I see you through the nets
You’re getting in that black man’s car
(It’s a dark green M Reg Nissan Sunny what?)
I know you’ll be back later with
Him romping in the sack
Tracey, stop bringing black blokes back

It was Tony Blair that sent us to Afghanistan
To try and find Bin Laden
And to fight the Taliban
(Now they’re saying they’re alright
They wanna make their fucking minds up)
I lost everything I had
In that roadside attack
Tracey, stop bringing black blokes back

My legs and my arms all got
Blown off by an IED
And there’s just a little pink stump
Where my tackle used to be
(With a few burnt off pubes around it)
You leave me in my wheelchair and
Go out to Jumpin Jacks
Tracey, stop bringing black blokes back

It’s racist to infer that all
Black men are well endowed
But some of those chaps you’ve had
Round stood nine inches when proud
(That one last night was like a tripod)
That geezer’s corey last night looked like
It might split your crack
Tracey, stop bringing black blokes back

While you’re making love to
Men of Afro-Caribbean race
To make things worse a lazy fly
Keeps landing on my face
(You didn’t give me a wet wipe
Me after I had that J20)
And I can’t even swat it
Because limbs I lack
Tracey, stop bringing black blokes back

If I had a leg I’d put a boot
On and kick you up the flaps
Tracey, stop humping coloured chaps