ฟังเพลงMork n Mindy (Explicit)

Song: Mork n Mindy

Artist: Sleaford Mods, Billy Nomates

Lyrics: Jason Williamson & Billy Nomates (UK)

Composed: Andrew Fearn

Mork \'n\' Mindy, Action Man \'n\' Cindy

I don\'t mess about, I make \'em kiss each other when my mum \'n\' dad go out

No messing, no curtain twitching, no stressing

I don\'t hang about, I get \'em down and dirty

Then get \'em falling out, then get \'em flirty

Get \'em throwing plates at each other

\'Cause that\'s what\'s it\'s all about

Oi, fuck off back to your own room, welcome

In the back room, when fuck all\'s going on, what\'s new?

And the plated scenes of that

I live on a really depressing cul de sac

Where couples get divorced and people come up that you\'d never seen before

Like that, smell of cigars and oil twat

You go, too high, too low

It doesn\'t make a difference

I know, too high, too low

But the system won\'t go

Too high, too low

It doesn\'t make a difference

I know, too high, too low

But the system won\'t go

Mork \'n\' Mindy, I got eagle eyes above me

I just hit it out, in beige and tan and stain proof kitchen mats

And out, house, pheasant just hanging about

Look at the seed pouch on the fucker, old man and his brother

Setting about, stinks like an old body, like mornings on the voddy

Shotgun lager hotty, like PornHub, sticking constantly

WiFi\'s gone all lo-fi, my arse is feeling too dry

Like crackers out at midnight, I can\'t be arsed with butter alright

You\'re not from round here, crashed landed about a week ago

Yeah, I feel for you, I do

The state of it is alarming, so don\'t presume anything

Or blue Monday will someday become you

Well the furniture\'s the same, but the menu\'s rearranged

And your jokes won\'t land in the same space you\'re used to

You go, too high, too low

It doesn\'t make a difference

I know, too high, too low

But the system won\'t go

Too high, too low

It doesn\'t make a difference

I know, too high, too low

But the system won\'t go

I looked out on the throw outside of my window

Outside there wasn\'t anything nice to see

I wanted things to smell, like meadows not like hell

Dying dandelions and bumble bees

I looked out at the throw outside of my window

Outside there wasn\'t anything nice to see

I wanted things to smell, like meadows not like hell

Dying dandelions and bumble bees