That Holly and that Ivy
When they are both full grown
Of all the slags that are in the town
Fackin Holly bares her crown
At the rising of her bum
and the cumming of a queer
Then playing with her hairy organ
Which Jimmy Savile did for years
Cover bands are for the working classes only Neil. It's what they're used to from working men's club in between games of bingo and the meat draw.
I'd machinegun their benefits fattened arses to buggery