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Punk inspired parody (from 'Not the Nine 'o clock News' 1981)

I live on the fourteenth floor,
Of a tower block, and when I get bored,
I call coo-ee to the passers by,
And when they look up, I gob in their eye.

Come on, yeah,
'Cause I hate your guts!
Come on, yeah,
Kick you in the nuts!
Come on, yeah,
You're a stupid old git!
Come on, yeah,
'Cause you're full of shit!

I go out west every night,
Go down to the pub and look for a fight.
I have ten lagers, then I have ten more,
Then I jump up and down, and I'm sick on the floor.

Come on, yeah,
'Cause your hands are cold!
Come on, yeah,
'Cause you're far too old!
Come on, yeah,
'Cause you're a stupid old straight!
Gob! Gob! Gob! Gob! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate!

Sex is boring, pain is fun,
I wanna cut my fingers off, one by one,
There ain't no point in staying alive,
I wanna be dead when I'm 25.

Come on, yeah,
'Cause your hair's too long!
Come on, yeah,
'Cause you're never wrong!
Come on, yeah,
In your Oxbridge coat!
Come on, yeah,
You're the National Front!

Come on, yeah,
'Cause you're well-insured!
Come on, yeah,
'Cause I'm young and bored!
Come on, yeah,
'Cause you talk about art!
Come on, yeah,