Fight Like Apes - Jake Summers

Bought a present for my guy
I bought him a pair of second-hand boots
Those boots are white, not pink
And he'd liked to think
That he wore them well.

He took them to the park
He wore them out,
And played with the geese.
Those geese were stupified
When he turned around and cried.

"That's not nice", he said.
"That's not nice, what you did to me.
"That's not nice", he said.
"That's not nice, the way you treat me."
And "I'm all right", he said.
"I'm all right, it's always me, me."

Ai! Ai! Ai!
Hey! You! What's your face!
I got a pocket full of fists, you got a stupid face.
Hey! You! Know your place!
You're like Kentucky Fried Chicken, but without the taste.
Hey! You! Get some grace!
You know you're driving Miss Daisy all over the place.
Hey! You! You're takin' up space,
And you're a fucking disappointment to the human race.

And everybody knows...
Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers' the man!
He's got a California jacket and a fortified tan.
He met a friendly face in the Isle of Man
And then he took her to the States,
And he started a band.
He took her to a sushi bar called G.I. Jones
And then he took a bit of Play-Doh, and he stuck it up his nose.

Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers
Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers is the man

Jake Summers is a man!
Jake Summers is the man!
With his California jacket,
And his rock and roll band.

"That's not nice", he said.
"That's not nice, what you did to me.
"That's not nice", he said.
"That's not nice, the way you treat me."
And "I'm all right", he said.
"I'm all right, it's always me, me."

FFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK!!!

Hey! Sweetie, what's with your nose?
Take the focus off, take off your clothes.
Hey! Baby, what's with your smile?
You know, he smells like ham,
And he tastes like bile!

Hey! Baby, where's your chord,
You know, your nightmare bungee-breaking whore!
Hey! Baby, you're the bedroom king,
Well I'm so sorry for breaking your ding-a-ling-a-ling!

OH!