IAN DURY & THE BLOCKHEADSOh Mr. Peanut Lyrics
Oi!, Rotten hat!
Where'd you get that hair-cut?
Brent Cross Shopping Centre?
I bet your mother fed you with a catapult
Oh, Mr. Shag Nasty
A bit of give and take
You call me a divvy
And I think you're a snake!
Oh, Mr. Knitting Crouch
Come on for heaven's sake
Stick your finger up your nose
'Cos you give me the ache!
Oh, Mr. Peanut
I don't like you at all
Not only are they poisonous
But your eyes are much too small
Oh, Mr. Pastry Draws
You haven't got a clue
So stick you finger up your nose
And paint your money blue!
I saw Monsieur of course you must joking
Oh yeah Mein Herr you must be up the creek
What's more Signor the finger that you're poking
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That finger stands for reason so to speak
Oh, Mr. Horribleness
That's enough of that
You'll call me a ninny
And you're a stupid twat!
Oh, Mr. Dog's Breath
Why don't you piss right off!
Stick your finger up your nose, you toff
I'm sure Monsieur I know that you're a jubbly
Oh yeah Mein Herr for certainly you're cracked
What's more Signor you look a little bit wobbly
Let me suggest you put your finger back
For all your life's offences you ain't nothing but a creep
Your mouth is full of sugar, your guts are fast asleep
So stick your finger up your nose and leave it there for keeps
I hate you Mr Peanut you really make me weep
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