London Monster

They call me the London Monster Wobbly, bobbly bum bum balls And I am a very Naughty boy For I like stabbing women Up the arse And as far as I can tell They love it too Woh hoh! It's going up your arse Woh hoh! And now you have no arse I keeps me knifes Fastened to me knees And a lovely bouquet ('Er treacle 'ave a whiff!) Whoops how did that spike Get in there? I appear to have stabbed you Right in your fucking face Woh hoh! Right in your fucking face Woh hoh! And now you have no face Old whipping Tom Taught me everything I know But he was too soft on 'em (What a poof!) They need more than a whipping Yes they do So I gives em a little stabby stab stab Right up the arse Woh hoh! It's going up your arse Woh hoh! And now you have no arse and face Woh hoh! Right up your fucking arse Woh hoh! And now you have no arse And now they are all wearing Copper petticoats Ha ha the little teases! They Love it yes they do! It will take much more than copper To stop me I can get to your arses Via the fanny Woh hoh! It's going up your arse Woh hoh! And now you have no arse and face and Fanny and face They call me the London Monster Wobbly bobbly bum bum bollocks And I am a very Naughty boy For I like stabbing women Up the arse And as far as I can tell They love it too Woh hoh! It's going up your arse Woh hoh! And now you have no Woh hoh! It's going up your arse Woh hoh! And now you have no Now you have no Now you have no Arse