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Muswell KillsCause' I'm a Muswell hillbilly boyBut my heart lies in old west Virginia Wooo! How're you doin' my blue eyed beauty? Looks like you're from outta town Come on Honky hand it over Let me spread your money 'round Don't look at me like a wide eyed stranger Don't shout out or make a sound I got the gun and you got the dough That's what makes the money go 'round They call it payback, country style Cause I'm a Muswell hillbilly boy Muswell hillbilly boy Billy boy, Billy boy Wooo! You can make this cockney move away from London Learn a new dance, sing a different song Make him do-si-do with a different partner But you can't make him forget where he comes from Well I've travelled far and wide in this great nation I've been around the block and paid my dues Had my ass kicked in on many an occasion But didn't come all this way to get shot by you Cause' I'm a Muswell hillbilly boy But my heart lies in old west Virginia Though my hills, they're not green, I have seen them in my dreams Take me back to the black hills that I ain't never seen Wooo! Let's have a knees up mother brown Come on take the zombie down Kick him in the goolies grab that gun Give it large, come on my son Take out vengeance ain't that sweet Let's have a rumble in the street Sophistication dies When you unleash the animal inside, yeah Vengeance, London style - ya know what'a mean? Muswell hillbilly boy Muswell hillbilly boy Billy boy, Billy boy Wooo! And you can tell every swingin' dick You can't teach an old dog new tricks No way, no fucking way So behave, don't do it again |