Thursday, 12 January 2012

Liar, liar, tumble dryer

Liar, liar, tumble dryer
Going around with your drum on fire
Giving abuse you stupid moose
Wait till I put your head in a noose

Liar, liar, tumble dryer
Making noises like a deep fat fryer
Spinning yarns as big as barns
Wait till I cut of your bloody arms

Liar, liar, tumble dryer
Going around like a great big tire
Telling lies with dreadful cries
Wait till I cut out your bloody eyes

Liar, liar, tumble dryer
Your voice is becoming higher and higher
What have I said, I’ll cut of your head
Well what’s the point you’re bloody well dead

By Dr Geebers