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Текст песни Baddley Bashes A Lap Steel Player (Part Two)

Welcome to another Sunday Sessions. We're delighted to present the Andrew Lloyd Webber adaptation of "Baddley Bashes the Lapsteel Player".

I'm just a humble lapsteel player
Travelling from gig to gig armed with this here guitar

Which I sit in my lap
Playing southern style blues
Tell you what, what's wrong with that

And what's this little fat guy's problem?
His father shoulda whacked off or done used a condom
Is he normally such an angry little brat
Or is it 'cause my lapsteel sounds like a tortured cat?

Let's bash him, let's bash him, let's bash him, boys!
Let's bash him, let's bash him, let's bash him, boys!
(continues under these lines:)
YOU SHOULDA KNOWN BETTER
YOU FUCKEN TEXAN ARSEHOLE
WITH YOUR MISERABLE FUCKING INSTRUMENT
I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT WE DON'T WANT
WE DON'T GO HERE FOR NONE OF THIS LAPSTEEL CRAP
IT'S ALMOST ANNOYING AS THIS NEXT SONG!