I want my money back!
I want my money back!
This wine is nothing
And nothing's all a wine bar sells
Every time I drink some wine
I puke it up and spit it out
You should know something
It’s the real theme of this true song
Beer’s the only guarantee
That's what this is all about
Though wine won’t make you quite as fat
Everyone who drinks here is a twat
This is a wine bar and I want my money back!
And all the “winies”
Know that they all have smelly groins
They're the ones who smell like mules
And as for beer – they go without
There's desperation
There's desperation in the air
Wine bars are something we oppose
And those poofters need some stout
There’s no one scratching their arsecrack
And no one wants a Snakebite Black
This is a wine bar and I want my money back!
I want my money back
I want my money back
What about red?
It's defective!
You must be having a laugh
What about white?
It's defective!
Beer has it so far suppassed
What about your Chianti?
It's defective!
It’s an insult to a Scot
What about Vermouth?
It’s defective!
It’ll start to shrink your cock
What about Loire?
It's defective!
It's a crap vineyard in France
What about Bual?
It's defective!
I wouldn't drink that pants
What about Riseling?
It’s defective!
Only cunts will disagree
What about Pinot?
It's defective!
It's a bullshit drink to me
What about Muscat?
It's defective!
It's not a drink for us guys
What about Merlot?
It's defective!
It's so shit that you'll die
What about your manhood?
It's defective!
It's dead and shrivelled by the bar
What about your wine list?
It's defective!
And you can shove it up your arse!!
I want my money back
I want my money back
This wine is nothing
And nothing's all a wine bar sells
Every time I drink some wine
I puke it up and spit it out
Though wine won’t make you quite as fat
Everyone who drinks here is a twat
This is a wine bar and I want my money back!
There’s no one scratching their arsecrack
And no one wants a Snakebite Black
This is a wine bar and I want my money back!
- Anon & Rozi Simpson, 02-Nov-2004