London Underground ( Full Band Version) lyrics

Some people might like to get a train to work
Or drive in in a Beemer or a Merc
Some guys like to travel in by bus
But I can't be bothered with the fuss
Today I got to take my bike
'Cause once again the Tube's on strike
The greedy bast*rds want extra pay
For sitting their arse all day
Even though they earn 30k
So I'm standing here in the pouring rain
Where the f*ck's my f*cking train?

London Underground
(London Underground)
They're all lazy f*cking useless c*nts
London Underground
(London Underground)
They're all greedy c*nts
I want to shoot them all with a rifle

All they say is, "Please mind the doors"
And they learn that on their two-day course
This job could be done by a four-year-old
They just leave us freezing in the cold
What you smell is what you get:
Burger King and p*ss and sweat
You roast to death in the boiling heat
With tourists treading on your feet
And chewing gum [nail bombs] on every seat
So don't tell me to mind the gap
I want my f*cking money back!
London Underground
(London Underground)
They're all lazy f*cking useless c*nts
London Underground
(London Underground)
They're all greedy c*nts
I want to shoot them all with a rifle

La-l-la-la, la-l-la-la

The floors are sticky and the seats are damp
Every platform has a f*cking tramp
But the drivers get the day off when
We're all late for work again

London Underground
(London Underground)
Wa-wa-wankers, they're all wankers
London Underground
(London Underground)
Take your Oyster card and shove it up your arsehole