G.b.h.
A Fridge Too Far
I`ve seen the carnage that you`ve caused,
smelt the power you`ve absorbed.
Been a witness to every crime,
and I`m dissatisfied all the time.
I wonder how you can sleep at night,
you`re slumping to an all new record height.
You won`t be forgotten for a long time,
you had your pound of flesh now Iwant mine.
We`ve got a hero,
we have a laugh.
He wears a yellow tartan scarf, a sense of humour.
He`s a real star see Rupert in a fridge too far.
Contempt for wealth is all you breed,
construct a conscience for all your greed.
Your restrictions they cut me deep,
and when you demise, I will not weep.
But life goes on they can`t touch your mind,
you`re the scourge of all mankind.
Now I ain`t no portrait, I don`t fly no flag,
you`re the ambassador of hate, a diplomatic bag
Slap on the sanctions,
show us some grit.
You`ve built your fence, now sit on it.
I hope all your dreams, go up in smoke,
`cause he who laughs last, didn`t get the joke.
The Fridge connection
The Fridge connection II
Fridge on the River Kwai
Heartbreak Fridge
A Fridge on Elm Street
Friday I, II .. III
The last little Fridge in Texas
One flew over the Fridge
A Fridge Too Far
I`ve seen the carnage that you`ve caused,
smelt the power you`ve absorbed.
Been a witness to every crime,
and I`m dissatisfied all the time.
I wonder how you can sleep at night,
you`re slumping to an all new record height.
You won`t be forgotten for a long time,
you had your pound of flesh now Iwant mine.
We`ve got a hero,
we have a laugh.
He wears a yellow tartan scarf, a sense of humour.
He`s a real star see Rupert in a fridge too far.
Contempt for wealth is all you breed,
construct a conscience for all your greed.
Your restrictions they cut me deep,
and when you demise, I will not weep.
But life goes on they can`t touch your mind,
you`re the scourge of all mankind.
Now I ain`t no portrait, I don`t fly no flag,
you`re the ambassador of hate, a diplomatic bag
Slap on the sanctions,
show us some grit.
You`ve built your fence, now sit on it.
I hope all your dreams, go up in smoke,
`cause he who laughs last, didn`t get the joke.
The Fridge connection
The Fridge connection II
Fridge on the River Kwai
Heartbreak Fridge
A Fridge on Elm Street
Friday I, II .. III
The last little Fridge in Texas
One flew over the Fridge