DeVito Songtext
von Lush Duck

Quad-vod swinging in his hand
A pint glass in the other
Running round like he owns this town
The rightful heir to nothing
He said that he could be somebody
If he hadn′t pulled his patella
He said he played with Stevie G
Scored a worldie
Then downed a pint of Stella

Wayne Rooney, Scouse glory
Final days of Rome for the late sob story
He's wasted, no papers
Two bullets left in the privy chamber

Small man syndrome
Looks like Danny DeVito


Eyes wide he looks you up and down
He thinks that you′ve been staring
Double vision's gone and hit him now
The whole world starts to blend in
He said that he could be somebody
If it wasn't for the vocal cords
He said he sang with Morrissey at Finsbury
And Mercury at a Karaoke bar

Wayne Rooney, Scouse glory
Final days of Rome for the late sob story
He′s wasted, no papers
Two bullets left in the privy chamber

Small man syndrome
Looks like Danny DeVito
Small man syndrome
Looks like Danny DeVito

He′s wasted, foul temper
Another taxi home to the walk-in centre
He's wasted, foul temper
Another taxi home to the walk-in centre
He′s wasted, foul temper
Another taxi home to the walk-in centre
He's wasted, foul temper
Another taxi home to the walk-in centre
Foul temper
Day bender
No surrender


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Small man syndrome
(He′ll fight you anyway)
Looks like Danny DeVito
Small man syndrome
Looks like Danny DeVito