My Shit Don't Stink.
It's painted on a wall outside the old town hall,
Someone wrote it on my fence, using the present tense,
People stop me and ask, "Is it really what you think?"
I say yeah, yeah, yeah - My Shit Don't Stink.
An anonymous note was pushed beneath my door,
A crank caller left a malicious message on my phone,
I get criticised because I cannot hold my drink,
I say yeah, yeah, yeah - My Shit Don't Stink.
No-one said it was going to be easy. This is the ongoing story of The Disco Students - from Aylesbury 1978 to today, now. www.myspace.com/2006discostudents
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
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