Nae dinner again
.Nae Dinner again ,
ah heard my ma saying .
What am ah gonna gee the blimmin wains. C
We're starving ma the wid say
shut your mouth save been trying to tap aw day.
Then in it stoats aw drunk and insane
dusny even care about strait of his wains
ma maw she's gone mental
shouting where's ma dosh
dont you even care yah bass
they wains have had name nosh.
all slumped in his chair
he's drunk an dusny care
an when he wakes up
he'll even want mare.
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