(Dream on son) it won't be long until you're back on top of the world Lyrics

Dream on son it won't be long

Until you're back on top of the world

Dreams undone she has had her fun

Slept around when your back was turned

Dream undone it won't, won't be long

Until he's back on top of the world

Dream on son it won't be long

Until you're back on top of the world

It won't be long

It won't be long

It won't be long / so so long

It won't be long / so long

Bing Bang Bong

Dunno what is going on

Bing Bang Bong

Know what's going on

Bing Bang Bong

Dunno what is going on

You'll see she's been with me

You're as edgy as a Satsuma

Dull as a club crooner

Smelly as my backside

Facedown in Chicken Bhuna

Like watchin paint dry

Worlds gone and passed you by

Time falls fast with a ball in yer hand

Got a peach of a left gonna curl it inbound

To the top corner of the onion bag

Sad to tell yer, yer wifes a slag

You're as empty as a Black Hole

Gone scored an own goal

Your marriage is a bad joke

Preying at the pissy bowl

Coz u drank and took a toke

Yer worlds spinning round the bend

Yer Gun draws fast better run from the past

Bullet comes bang gone should have never come to pass

But you're so mullered that you missed the hag

Shot yourself in the marble bag

Shot yourself in the marble bag

Bing Bang Bong

Know what's going on

Bing Bang Bong

Know what's going on

Bing Bang Bong

Know what is going on

You'll see you'll be with me

Think of yourself and the fact that you gave her your home

Wasted your time now she's gone and now you're all alone yeah

The hurt is so painful you find that its so hard to breath

The fact of the matter her cunt was like a wizards sleeve

Dream on son it won't be long

Until you're back on top of the world

Dream on son it won't be long

Until you're back on top of the world

Bing Bang Bong

Know what's going on

Bing Bang Bong

Know what's going on

Bing Bang Bong

Dunno what's going on

You'll see she's been with me

As shifty as a curb crawler

You thought you were a top baller

Like Guardiola Tika-Taka

Except you're more like Maka-Paka

She's gone and took the Beamer

Treats yer like a steaming turd

Smelly as your backside

Face down in Chicken Bhuna

Be with me

You'll know she's been with me