Sometimes Plunder Lyrics

Sometimes Plunder lyrics

Two little ducks sank with a knock knock knock

She got twenty on tick and
smoked the bloody lot

The fridge was bare, the dog was bones

Weavin' and a-bobbin' when the tallyman calls

Mary, Mary, she went up
the wall

And she kissed bye bye to the holiest Joe

Played the wild
rover and climbed on board

Says, 'It's all that the lady of the manor can
afford'

You sometimes plunder, and you sometimes plunder

You
sometimes plunder, and you sometimes plunder

Meet Miss Morrissey, fingers
light

She lifted up his hat and he wept all night

She's the woman
with the granny bag dressed to the nines

The pleasure and the privilege
mine all mine

Candid camera on every bloody wall

All the cameras
under heaven couldn't catch 'em all

Fill those pockets and lift that
grail

Lead me into temptation, girls

You sometimes plunder, and you
sometimes plunder

You sometimes plunder, and you sometimes plunder

Everything I do, I do it for you. Everything I do is driven by you. Driven by
you? You don't have a clue. I make your songs better and you always try to sue!
Money, money, money--it's gone to your head. I sample too much and you say 'the
music's dead'. Dead? Huh! You're the one that's dead--lots of money spent on
someone with a hollow head. New Kids, Minogue, all those sort of rogues, making
lots of money for those scheming little toads. Then you come to us and say we
made the music worse--look at the Beatles and Stones--who made their music
first?

All the threes and all the queen bees singing 'does the driver
wanna wee wee?'

Wicked ladies, malicious intent

Your honor, I was
only trying to pick it up for lent.

Does the driver wanna wee wee?

Does the driver wanna wee wee?

Does the driver wanna wee wee?

'Cause we want to wee wee too!

Why waste change, why change the
habit

If the girl's got to have it then the girl's got to have it

Easiest pickings, wall to wall, in England's piped ceramic malls

By the
dickens and the devil's daughter

Bingo full house everyone's a winner

The lady works in mysterious ways

All because the lady loves Christmas
every day

You sometimes plunder, and you sometimes plunder

You
sometimes plunder, and you sometimes plunder

(Repeat)

You can make
a living sometimes plundering

(Repeat)

Too late

(Repeat)

Some people wanna fill the world with silly love songs