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tism - bfw lyrics

[verse 1]
christina aguilera!
some dead-eyed child bride has learned to dance
bfw! sisqo!
one pack of vicious blacks hates another
bfw! moby!
a geography teacher bought a blues record
bfw! radiohead!
redefining the very idiom that is modern music
bfw! psy-trance!
big beat, prog house, old school, hard house, nu skool breaks
bfw! london!
the 500 most snooty people think something’s important
bfw! acting in a movie!
walk to the mark, say the line, do it again
bfw! video clips!
the revolving moose-head shot cost quarter of a mil’
bfw! pay tv!
gilligan’s island, rugby, gilligan’s island again
bfw! the internet!
more cr-p at your fingertips than on ’em
bfw!

[chorus]
big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee
whoo-ooo-ooo-pee!
big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee
whoo-ooo-ooo-pee!

[verse 2]
giorgio armani!
makes dresses, makes more dresses
bfw! the queen mother!
f-cked the right guy, lots of money, drunkard
bfw! vegans!
deeply committed people, better than you and me
bfw! stock market!
lots of guys with rat cunning, ripping each other off
brw! bmw!
you hop in this car, then you drive it
bfw!
drive it! drive

[chorus]
big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee
whoo-ooo-ooo-pee!
big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee
whoo-ooo-ooo-pee!
big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee
whoo-ooo-ooo-pee!
big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee
whoo-ooo-ooo-pee!
big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee
whoo-ooo-ooo-pee!
big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee
whoo-ooo-ooo-pee!
big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee
whoo-ooo-ooo-pee!
big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee, big f-cking whoopee
whoo-ooo-ooo-pee!

[diatribe: ron hitler-bar-ssi]
you wanna know about big f-cking whoopee? let me tell you about big f-cking whoopee!

skateboarding – that’s big f-cking whoopee!
finnegans wake – bfw!
that long-haired ch0r-ographer on popstars who looks like the paddle pop lion and who was just so loving being on camera and getting the chance to bully a group of 20-year-olds – bfw mate, in a big way!
fatboy slim dusty!
chefs, especially celebrity chefs, but all chefs, really
good ones, i mean, the ones with the snooty att-tude who think what this world really needs is another braised quotquot in a rococo of couscous
and people who like all that sh-t, like john hindle and claude forrell and all those food critics

by christ, when your life’s specialty is forcing another morsel of over-glazed lamb shank down your oily, globular, over-opinionated gullet
when, of all the things in the world men are called to do, of all the vocations of love and adventure, of all the trials of the emotions and amongst all the voyages of spirit mankind can embark upon
when, given this whole universe of possible callings, the one you choose is to sit on your cr-pulent crack and lazily whine about someone else’s cooking, that’s when you know you are at the very acme of the bfw sh-t heap

ian forrester – bfw
abstract expressionism – bfw
bf-f-cking-w to all them
dvd players, ’till they can record, i mean, that’s f-cking bfw
every article about feminism in the age – bfw
acland street; brunswick street – i mean, you’re still just walking up and down the f-cking road
i can do that in f-cking rowville, too! f-cking sick of this! bfw to the f-cking lot of it. f-cking bf-f-cking-w!

actually, now i f-cking talk about it, teenagers are f-cking bfw
tae bo, live theatre, all of which is f-cking cr-p
the grand prix, golf, mietta’s death, tap dancing, harp playing, federation, cathy f-cking freeman and every other f-cking track and field athlete
bfw to the lot of ya!

tom and nicole!!!
tom and nicole brown, i mean, uh, whose parents moved into the house next door to ours for six months, back when i was nine and i played with, uh…
i played with them after school for a while but i never saw them again after their parents split up and they had to sell the house
i mean, that tom and nicole
tom and nicole brown are obviously b, um, bfw
ah, not the tom and nicole, whose similar marital troubles are terribly vital to me and us all

one thing i would like to know, why is it that kylie minogue, amongst groovers is all the go, but that same crew slag off bardot?
who writes the songs? that’s the thing! any clotheshorse can learn to sing!
kylie’s albums are all eponymous, but the songwriters stay anonymous

naughty by nature, the backstreet boys, boyz ii men
who makes the noise?
sisqo, snoop dogg, less heard then seen
writing lyrics ain’t nothing (except these, i mean)
who are the ugly b-st-rds hidden away who write the tunes that get airplay?
listen, kylie, i don’t want to trouble ya
but if you don’t write the songs
bee… eff… double-ya

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