Wharf Roach Songtext
von Quadruple Bypass

Went on a stroll to the dock a bay and guess just who I seen
A rat fuck, buzz cut, son of a bitch and he stood just five foot three
He said "Sir, my name is wharf roach and I′m a simple man in need
Just spare a dime I'll make it worth your time, that′s a wharf roach guarantee"
I pondered for a moment before going with my gut
Pulled my leather wallet out and said "Boy lemme tell ya what
Now I hate me an urchin but you seem down on luck, so Leave me impressed and you'll soon be blessed with a crispy twenty bucks"
And he said
"I love abba"
Decrepit man came up to me, he smelled like Nathan's franks
Tried to sell me zucchini seeds, you no I said "no thanks"
He said "Boy my name is wharf roach" I said "no it′s not"