Skankin' Sausages Songtext
von Catch-It Kebabs

Straight from the packet I′ll be ready to fry
I don't need your sorrow, just turn me on my side
I hope you′re not too choosy 'cos I'm British beef
And if you play me a song I′ll be moving my feet
′Cos it's not too late for skanking
Well I′m sure ginna give it a try
But I'm not one for romancing
I′m gonna shoot it in your eye!


You know I've always loved my sausage meat
But I′ve never heard of a one that's so light on
His feet
What the hell did I take to see
A son of a skanking sausage dancing next to me
I won't stop, I won′t quit, my bad mushroom habit
My pupils, dilated, I′m sexually frustrated

Every time I see this shit, I think I've had too much
To drink
See my sausage, skanking up, skanking up,
Skanking time now
There′s no way to say, though I try, yeah I try
'Cos I know that one day you′ll be here
Right by my side