Lard: They call me the Hapless boy Lard,
Why they call me that I do not know,
Mark: Because you`re a great useless tosser,
L: Yes I Suppose so.
M: On he first day I met him, I knew he was the one,
Glazed over eyes and hill billy smile,
His cheeks were the colour of his blood red sweater,
And the cheeks on his face weren`t much better.
L: When I knocked on the door and entered the room,
I`ll never forget that look on his face,
He would be my first man and with my careful hand,
I went (farty noise) fancy a brew back at my place ?
They call me the Hapless Boy Lard,
Why they call me that I do not know,
M: Because you`re a fat gormless pillock,
L: Yes I suppose so.
M: On the second day I was pissed off with him already,
When Roger Banister called me on the phone,
He said Bruno Brookes had to go you can have you`re own show,
But you`ll have to bring Lard you can`t do it on your own.
L: I got started in Showbiz on Radio 1,
And after two weeks all the listeners had gone,
But at least it`s a start it`s a foot in the door,
M: Now I`m stuck with this tosser for ever more.
L: They call me the hapless boy Lard,
Why they call me that I do not know,
M: Because you`re a f****** Lardy arse C***
L: Yes, I suppose so, Yes I suppose so.
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