The Living End Lyrics
The Living End Lyrics
"Uncle Harry Lyrics"
Overlords Of The Greying Dawn Lyrics
HAIL THE ARMY OF SATAN! Onward we ride into eternal nightfall Where evil shall rule and God is forgotten Never again speak the name of the one who is forsak
HAIL THE ARMY OF SATAN! Onward we ride into eternal nightfall Where evil shall rule and God is forgotten Never again speak the name of the one who is forsak
Whoa
Uncle Harry pissing in the bath
Whoa, pissing in the bath
Uncle Harry pissing in the bath
Whoa, pissing in the bath again
He lives in a small flat all alone
In the middle of a run down street
Spends most evenings up the pub
Drinking what he earned that week
Harry keeps to himself
Lives a quiet life
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Green Green Grass Of Home Lyrics
The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train And there to meet me was my mama and my papa And down the road I look and there runs Mary Hair of gold
o one can rememberThe old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train And there to meet me was my mama and my papa And down the road I look and there runs Mary Hair of gold
When Harry lost his mind
Whoa
Uncle Harry pissing in the bath
Whoa, pissing in the bath
Uncle Harry pissing in the bath
Whoa, pissing in the bath again
Oh Uncle Harry you've done it all again
You're pissing in the bath every now and then
I caught you in the wrong place
I caught you out of line
I'm feeling sick with alcohol I'm feeling numb with stupid pain I smelt death all around our name I feel the snakes crawling upon my skin Everywhere, ev
But you do it all the time
Do it all the time
Whoa
Uncle Harry pissing in the bath
Whoa, pissing in the bath
Uncle Harry pissing in the bath
Whoa, pissing in the bath again
Poor Uncle Harry lost his mind along the way
Poor Uncle Harry happened twenty years today
Comes around to say hello
The Weeping Song Lyrics
Go son, go down to the water And see the women weeping there Then go up into the mountains The men, they are weeping too Father, why are all the women weep
Go son, go down to the water And see the women weeping there Then go up into the mountains The men, they are weeping too Father, why are all the women weep
Little did we know
He's up to his old dirty tricks again
Oh Uncle Harry, you've done it all again
Oh Uncle Harry
We really shouldn't laugh
But every time we turn around
You're pissing in the bath
It's just a silly habit
And we can't help but remind
We tell you not to do it
But you do it all the time