I know I've been tolerant 'til now,
But here comes a warning,
There's a very clear line that i'm drawing,
And if you cross it.
Sod off
If you think I'll let you pull me down to
Your third-class communication,
And bulldoze over all my sensitivities
You've read me all wrong.
Sod off
Things so far,
Have been to perfect
This is the premiere
But, oh, how many dress rehearsals
I've been through
Darling this is far to pure and perfect
I let you corrupt it.
Sod off!
I will let you ruin this.
Sod off.
Sod off.
