Mustang Muckin' Misfit

Lyrics

Verse 1 Billy Bunter’s got a Mustang, Five litres under the hood, Forty grand he’s fucking spent, You’d think the bastard would be good! But Billy drives it like an old granny, Twenty miles an hour down the street, A fucking Mustang crying out for speed, While Billy’s scared to move his feet! 😂 Chorus Oh Billy Bunter, you tight bastard, What the fuck have you bought? A five-litre Mustang sitting there, And driving it like a mobility scooter! You only take it down to Lidl, For your fucking beans and bread, Forty grand for a shopping trolley, You’d have been better off in bed! 😂 Verse 2 They say the cash came from his weed, A little gardening on the side, Now he’s got his shiny Mustang, But he’s still too tight to fucking drive! He’s a lanky bastard, long as a ladder, Skinny as a fucking rake, Every time he climbs inside that car, The suspension starts to fucking ache! 😂 Chorus Oh Billy Bunter, you tight bastard, Save your pennies, save your fuel, Five litres of pure American muscle, Driven like a fucking pensioner’s mule! He should’ve bought an electric car, Plugged it into the streetlight outside, Then charged the fucking Mustang overnight, And called himself a businessman! 😂🔌 Verse 3 Billy’s got a pocket full of banknotes, Some of them are fucking fake, He needs to get rid of the bloody things, Before somebody gives him a slap in the face! He walks into Lidl looking nervous, Holding twenty quid in his hand, The cashier says, “Is this fucking money?” Billy says, “Aye… it’s from my band!” 😂 Verse 4 Then there’s Billy and the Dogs of Raw, A band that should’ve stayed in bed, They pick up instruments and somehow Make you wish that you were fucking dead! They can’t play worth a fucking penny, Every song sounds like a car crash, The drummer’s fighting with the rhythm, And Billy’s guitar sounds fucking smashed! 😂🎸 Final Chorus Oh Billy Bunter, lanky bastard, Mustang king of Lidl town, Forty grand and five litres, But he never fucking puts it down! He’s got fake cash, a shit band, And a Mustang moving slower than a hearse, And when he goes for a piss at night… He sits down first — the fucking weirdo! 😂 Outro So raise a glass to Billy Bunter, The tightest Mustang driver alive, Forty grand for American muscle… And still too fucking tight to drive! BILLY BUNTER — £40,000 Mustang, £2.50 worth of fuel, AND A FUCKING LIDL CLUBCARD! 😂😂😂