Don’t listen to him. He’s all mouth and no trousers,I’m not interested in getting into an argy-bargy over it, Police caught Jim Bang to rights outside the bookie’s, That street vendor selling watches is bent as a nine-bob note,He conked his head on the doorframe on his way out,Great job, Jim. You’re a real corker,When I gave Reginald the news, he did his nut, and went home,What is that doofer? Don’t earwig on my personal phone calls,Take this watch to the fence and see what you can get,Don’t let the fuzz catch you,If his mood is off, he might go to spare,Hard cheese if he does. We’re entitled to our break,Reginald coughed so hard he honked all over the pub,Listen Jock, I need your group gone in the next five minutes, I think I’ll spend the night in front of the idiot box,I don’t know who he was. Just some Joe Bloggs,This party is knees up,He and I got into a kerfuffle over politics,The old lag can’t find a job so he sits at the pub and drinks,You and your numpty friend should apologize,Shut your laughing gear, Reginald,Have you lost your marbles? You can’t just paste every Joe Bloggs who insults you,Old Bill broke up the street fight,He got all miffed about the football match,Don’t throw a paddy about your team losing,A rozzer walking past overheard cries for help,Don’t get so upset when someone takes the mickey,It’s a lot of tosh to act like that,A steaming drunk Reginald, hobbled out of the pub, SPAWNY!
Say word son.