Paintings/Paintings Paroles

Pipe down a little
Cut down the wall
Tusk and a fiddle
Cuss pounds to pore
Fight means belittled
Caisson (on) a horse
I never cared

Ripe are the liver
Paint all the wall
Bite down the little devil
The door opens a bitter eye
And you all
Will never care again

Rah!
Yeah the sun it'll always shine
On your arrival in Christmas time
We'll be fine for the hundredth and millionth time
Again A klutz and a bore
Clouds plight a piddle
Cards that you call
I never cared

Ride down the eagle
Bats that you caught
Creep down a little right as it falls
Wife needs a lager
One that you poured
You never cared

Rah!
Yeah the sun it'll always shine
And this picture of your behind
You'll be mine for the hundredth and millionth time
Again

Rah!
Yeah the sun it'll always shine
On your arrival in Christmas time
We'll be fine for the hundredth and millionth time
Again