Snip Snip Snip Lyrics

Snip Snip Snip lyrics

Well madam how'd you like it, maybe plenty off the back? I heard the coiners
took the scissor to the Union Jack, with a snipper and a clipper and a bloody
close shave making fivers, tenners, twenties, change. What's your size? What's
the hours? No, you don't need the hassle--take the new short cut to the old
clippy castle with the ramblers and the scramblers and the loiners and the
tykes and the punks and the hippies living over by the pike.

Pick a coin,
any coin, and with a snip snip snip you turn a portuguese guinea to a threepenny
bit; and every last watermark just curled up and died and now the king and the
queen got a bit on the side. Don't be bloody silly keep away from bloody Billy
cause he's shopping all the chopping going down along the valley, and
supergrassing catches like a plague, to be sure, but it's nothing that a bullet
in the belly couldn't cure.

Please to put a penny in the young man's hat,
then roll 'em over, roll 'em over, lay 'em out flat! Just deliver us kicking
from our pokes and sacks to the hills of Hebden, hell and Halifax, and the next
bugger blabs is the next bugger dies, got a flame for your pants and a poker for
your eyes where every hot guinea is another hot dinner, with the weavers and the
spinners and the reverends and the sinners.