Bob Noxious UK

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Member Since: 19/09/2006
Band Website: www.empspace.com
Band Members:SHORT BIO_________________________________________________________ _______________Bob Noxious was born out of a hatred of Christmas and what it now represents. Every year we are forced to buy things which are too expensive, landing the population in debt and misery. Children are now asking parents for high priced electronic goods which also mean less fresh air and recreation for kids and more harm to the planet, with higher electricty use.Father Christmas was the ONE thing that BOB looked forward to every year, as a child. If he was good, he knew he would get a satsuma, a spinning top, a peice of lego and a chocolate orange...Now he takes his revenge on Santa, as he releases 'FUCK OFF SANTA' this Christmas. Join him in telling this ''2008'' santa to 'GET YOUR FUCKING ACT TOGETHER' and BUGGER OFF BACK TO LAPLAND'' Bob Noxious 'FUCK OFF SANTA' VIDEO out NOW!!!!! ____________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________ ______Bob Noxious features on the really shit ''Wurzels'' Album called ' Never mind the Bullocks, 'ere's the wurzels'.When Bob fooled the nation, by being a fake guest on ITV with Ant and Dec.. What they did'nt know,was that Bob knew the Wurzels - bloody idiots! ..
Influences: Bob Noxious was born in a time when Christmas meant something. The commercial hype of this time of year has angered Bob, who now thinks the true meaning of Christmas has been lost. To mark this, BOB NOXIOUS has returned to make sure you know his thoughts on Santa Claus!! Recorded at Charlton Farm Studio By Louie Nicastro, Produced by George Allen (The Wurzels) Thanks to the children of County Primary School for the backing vocals, Sil Wilcox for his backing vocals, Guitars by Alan Wilson, Max Bisgrove, Neil Taylor and The Wurzels for giving Bob a break on ' Never Mind the Bullocks,!

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LYRICS:FUCK OFF SANTA WORDS AND MUSIC BOB NOXIOUS::Fuck off Santa written by Bob noxoius VERSE 1 Every Fucking Year, I hear the Reindeers Hooves, Landing on my tiles and fucking up me roof, but this year will be different, I’ve set a gert big trap, as soon and shit face comes around he'll get a fucking slap...CHORUS Father Christmas is a Queer If he's not fucking men it’s Reindeer All the Children know you lies You’re in Disguise you eat mince pies You bearded twat, you’re covered in Flies, FUCK OFF SANTAGet your Fucking act together!!!! VERSE 2 He was coming down the chimney when I caught him by surprise, I saw the fucking wanker nicking my mince pies, so I kicked him in the bollocks and broke up all his toys, he turned to me and gave a sigh, 'they're for the girls’ and boys'CHORUS Father Christmas is a Queer If he's not fucking men it’s Reindeer All the Children know you lies You’re in Disguise you eat mince pies You bearded twat, you’re covered in Flies, FUCK OFF SANTA Breakdown: (BOB) What do you think you’re doing in my house you big bearded bastard??, my kids think you’re a twat!! (SANTA) But it’s Christmas (BOB) What did you say? (SANTA) Nothing (BOB) Go on, bugger off back to LaplandCHORUS REPEATFather Christmas is a Queer If he's not fucking men it’s Reindeer All the Children know you lies You’re in Disguise you eat mince pies You bearded twat, you’re covered in Flies, FUCK OFF SANTA (repeat)End(BOB) Go on bugger off back to Lapland you dirty yuletide Bastard..................................................... ............................................................ ............................................................ ............................................................ .................WHERE'S ME FUCKING SHERRY LYRICS:VERSE 1 (Where’s me fucking Sherry, Written by BOB NOXIOUS) Santa clause, Santa clause, riding on his sleigh All the children tucked in bed, tomorrows' Christmas day But they don’t know, they don’t know, they don’t know a thing As soon as he lands on your roof, this is what he’ll sing: CHORUS Where’s me fucking sherry? and who ate all the pies? Who told you I don’t exist? it’s all a fucking lie! I’m only here to fuck your mum and empty my big sack And when I’ve finished shagging her you better mind your back VERSE 2 Santa clause, Santa clause, nice sack full of toys He’d rather be down the pub, making lots of noise But they don’t know, they don’t know, they don’t know a thing As soon as he comes in your house This is what he’ll sing...CHORUS Where’s me fucking sherry? and who ate all the pies? Who told you I don’t exist? it’s all a fucking lie! I’m only here to fuck your mum and empty my big sack And when I’ve finished shagging her you better mind your back(GTR SOLO)Santa Clause, Santa Clause, what a dirty guy He’ll drink your Christmas Sherry down and eat up all your pies So, run away, lock the doors, when you see him land, Cause when you let him in your house , his cock is in his handCHORUS REPEAT.. ho ho ho Merry Christmas!!
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