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Peter The Test Tube Babies Pissed Proud

Banned from the pubs get out of this place, banned from the pubs cos we don't like your face. Banned from the pubs get out of that door, banned from

up by a ted, because of our song " Elvis is dead ". He rearranged my teeth though he weren't a dentist, I would have run away but I was a bit pissed.

I creep down alleys and peep thru blinds, I strangle and kill any children I find. I like meeting people when they're dead, I take some of them back

mate that's my girl" Well I didn't want no trouble, so I run like bloody hell. Run like hell, run like hell. Alone at a party pissed out of me head,

When there's trouble in the air, i'm the bloke who's always there. When loving couples swear and curse, I am there to make it worse. In the shit, I'

Over the hills we go my dear, to my house which is near. It's a little house with red curtained windows, and a fireplace with red gloving cinders. There

find the bog and lock myself inside. Never made it, never made it, never made it, to the bog in time. Later in the party with joint in hand, so pissed and proud