Tekstovi: Infant Sorrow. Get Him To The Greek. Yeah Yeah Oi Oi.

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Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Oi oi (oi oi)
Put your dominant hand up high
With your dominant hand in the sky.

Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Oi oi (oi oi)
Put your hand up for sex
For me and me helmet and wherever it winds up next.

Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Oi oi (oi oi)
Put your hand up for our queen
For shagging five birds in the back of my limousine.

I felt particularly in tune with the cosmos
I feel in tune with it tonight.

Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Oi oi (oi oi)
Put your hand up for love
While snogging down South while jiggling up above.

Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Oi oi (oi oi)
Put your dominant hand up high
Put your dominant hand . . .

Tonight!
Unity!
Oi oi!
Unity, love.

Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Oi oi (oi oi)
Put your hand up for tea
For separation of church and state and me.

Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Oi oi (oi oi)
Put your dominant hand up high
Put your dominant leg . . .

I felt particularly in tune with the cosmos
I feel in tune with it tonight.

Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Oi oi (oi oi)
Put your hand up for bad teeth
For sex in Asda and giving the Old Bill grief..

Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Oi oi (oi oi)
Put you dominant hand up high
Put your dominant hand to the sky.