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Jul 2015
Come on mate, get out of bed, I wanna muck with you, your cool now





You see Simon Catchwell went to bed, and tried to get some sleep
And his friend was trying to keep him up, because he tried to keep him up
Because his friend didn't want Simon to hang with him
And also his friend didn't want Simon to go to bed with the family
Because he said, that real men, stay up all night and relax
And enjoy himself and get kicked out of his apartment
But Simon said, no I want to sleep and get plenty of rest
For doing my stuff tomorrow, but his friend said to him
Be an old fogie, and I want to never see you again
Cause dudes, I am cool, yes, I think it's so grand
Simon told his father, ******* and go to bed with your wife
And then Simon called him a great big ugly snout
And said he ain't like one of the cool kids anymore
And I want some kind sir to rob Simon and
Then after that, keep him ******* in the basement
And never oh never will he escape, and, yes, he will be dead forever
His friends said come on mate, get out of bed, I wanna muck with you, your cool now
I don't want to tease you while your sleeping, you aren't like us, dudes
Because you guys aren't like us anymore



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Written by
johnny georgy brown
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