Professional Disturber Of The Peace

What were the first things you remember you did

And then what were the worst things

Cos you got the purse strings to what you'll admit

I wanna know what were those worst things



Is it hard

Is it hard to confess



He's got the most interesting dance steps

Of anyone I've ever met

Makes promises he never kept

Got nothing but his self respect

Has a smile that would melt your face

The professional disturber of the peace



Well he lies he drinks he smokes he sweats

Yeah he lies he drinks he smokes he sweats

Pisses in your petrol tank unrequested expects no thanks



So were the first things you remember you did

And then what were the worst things

Cos you got the purse strings to what you'll admit

I wanna know what were those worst things



Is it hard

Is it hard to confess



He's got a house out in shitland,

Gets wordy in his own slang

Got a body full of heat and hate the sicker mind appreciates

Has a smile that would melt your face

The professional disturber of the peace



Well he lies he drinks he smokes he sweats

Yeah he lies he drinks he smokes he sweats

Passes every chance he gets never covers losing bets

Thanks