Beans On Toast Dirty Paki Lyrics
Dirty Paki by Beans On Toast
Theres a paki on the corner and he runs a little shop
And my dad he will not go there because he think he stole his job
And theres a flaming homosexual, he's dressed up like a queen
And he'll probably fuck you up the ass and give you some disease
Let's sit on both sides of the fence, where the grass is always green
If we forget about what were scared about, we might work out what we need
Theres a guy down the kabab shop who looks like a terrorist
And I'm sure if he got on my bus, he'd have a bomb strapped to his chest
There is a problem with society, there's so much there to lose
Maybe we should blame our children who hide underneath their hoods
Let's sit on both sides of the fence, where the grass is always green
If we forget about what were scared about, we might work out what we need
Well theres a nigga in the village teaching a white man how to dance
Theres a Christian girl with a turban on and a business man in drag
Theres a jewish man with an arab girl and a smile across his face
Theres a anacist with a set of rules and a generous capitalist
Let's sit on both sides of the fence, where the grass is always green
If we forget about what were scared about, we might work out what we need
And my dad he will not go there because he think he stole his job
And theres a flaming homosexual, he's dressed up like a queen
And he'll probably fuck you up the ass and give you some disease
Let's sit on both sides of the fence, where the grass is always green
If we forget about what were scared about, we might work out what we need
Theres a guy down the kabab shop who looks like a terrorist
And I'm sure if he got on my bus, he'd have a bomb strapped to his chest
There is a problem with society, there's so much there to lose
Maybe we should blame our children who hide underneath their hoods
Let's sit on both sides of the fence, where the grass is always green
If we forget about what were scared about, we might work out what we need
Well theres a nigga in the village teaching a white man how to dance
Theres a Christian girl with a turban on and a business man in drag
Theres a jewish man with an arab girl and a smile across his face
Theres a anacist with a set of rules and a generous capitalist
Let's sit on both sides of the fence, where the grass is always green
If we forget about what were scared about, we might work out what we need