Mouthful Of Shit (country & Western Version) Lyrics - Chumbawamba

Can't hear you 'cause your mouth's full of shit 

Well I'm really back to basics right beside a bar 

Choke the double trouble big one to the joker with the card 

Good call 

What's the crack, what's the damage done today 

From the commons to the common a banana skin away 

Throw it up, throw it out 

Chuck a nightmare dart 

Quiet 

Compere on the mic turns turning to the court 

Putting beef vol-au-vents across the Union Jack 

Bolinger and Bitter says the colonies are back 

Chorus: Hear ya, I can't hear ya, I can't hear ya, I can't hear ya 

Can't hear you 'cause your mouth's full of shit 

You think you're god's gift 

You're a liar 

I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire, fire 

(Repeat chorus) 

Up your ronson 

Take a tab 

With a flash of Zippo light 

Through the hip parade passing to the Polaroids right 

The manic little rebel got a bottle in his hand 

A rhyming manifesto and a butty from his mam 

Local lad made bad with cowboy charm 

Said he doesn't really mean every screw-'em-all barb 

Pass the mic 

Karaoke for the yesteryear stars 

Time to weep into your beer 'til the fireworks start 

(Repeat Chorus) 

You think you're god's gift 

You're a liar 

I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire, fire 

(Repeat chorus)