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Sing, Michael, sing-on the route of the 19 Bus
Hear them sayinī
How you get a rude and a reckless?
Donīt you be so crude and a feckless
You been drinking brew for breakfast
Rudie canīt fail
So we reply
I know that my life make you nervous
But I tell you that I canīt live in service
Like the doctor who was born for a purpose
Rudie canīt fail
I went to the market to realise my soul
īcause what I need I just donīt have
First they curse, then they press me till I hurt
We say rudie canīt fail
We hear them sayinī
Now first you must cure your temper
Then you find a job in the paper
You need someone for a saviour
Oh, Rudie canīt fail
We reply
Now we get a rude and a reckless
We been seen lookinī cool anī a speckless
We been drinking brew for breakfast
So Rudie canīt fail
Okay!
So where you wanna go today?
Hey boss man!
Youīre looking pretty smart
In your chicken skin suit
You think youīre pretty hot
In your pork pie hat
But...Rudie canīt fail
Look out, look out...
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