Sometimes Plunder Lyrics - Chumbawamba

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