(Identity Unknown)
This is the Zodiac speaking, I like killing people because it=B9s so =
much fun.
It is more fun than killing wild game in the forest, because man is =
the most dangerous game of all to kill.
You=B9re going to die, there=B9s no question about that, who am I?

Fucking right.
Bank holiday Monday,
By Sunday I was....
So let's fuck off to Alton Towers.
One or two, quite a few in the queue for the bumper cars.
Fit crack on the lake but her mate's got a flabby arse.
So let's hit the bars....
Where's the fucking pub?
Where's

He squidges in the van,
All twenty four stones,
He gets three kebabs and he eats them on his own,
Quick trouser cough Nevis touches cloth,
Fuck fuck hide behind a truck, all the windows are steaming up.
Gas gas quick lads,
The air in here is turning brown,
Gas gas qui

One day after closing I was lying on me nest,
When Stez shouts "get yer bags on, come on outside."
So I grabbed me stripy tank-top, I 'ad beer stains on me vest,
An' I said "best get some cans in, it's a long ride."
Well, we drove along the M6, chuckin' cans at other folk,
An

Yaaaaaaaaaw!
Dick Head was a pratt, he drove a Skoda with extra lamps on,
Always dickin' prattin',
Looked like a reuseable tampon.
Tried to chat the birds up,
He'd always end up bleedin',
It's tough when you come from Bollington,
It's all the interbreeding.

Sung

Well you ain't been goin' down the pub,
You ain't been playing darts,
You ain't been doin' what you should,
You've been hangin' out with yer tart.
You've got fer get some Boddies down thee,
You know where it's at,
You've got to get some ale inside thee,
'Cos you're a

Get at 'em.
There was a load bloody faries,
In Buenos bloody Aries,
With greasy hair and sweaty bums,
They'd never heard of Bonningtons,
It were a different culture and a different race,
No chippies in bloody place.
You can keep that poof Fartiles,
'Cos we're goin

I walked into the Nag's Head for to sustinate me belly,
There was a fit crack in the corner but I knew her cunt was smelly,
She smelt of rotting fish heads and old and crispy sick,
Said her name was Charlotte and she wanted suck me dick.
Oh, I thought now lad, times are hard, and

We had a foreign holiday in Tiermarbelly,
We're gonna get laid by some greasy fellas,
We want some lump that's gonna fer plate us,
And we're gettin' under some Itallian waiters,
Dragged this Dago back fer hotel,
He's got a fit body but he doesn't half stink,
Kicking and s

We all went down New Delih,
We had too much curry and aching bellies.
Peter got gut rot and puked on the floor,
Stez Styx banging on shithouse door.
I says, come on lads and finish your Bombay duck,
We're going to find some girls who'll give us a decent Alkaselzer.
Now Da

A ya ya ya ya ya yaaar...
No petrol in the van,
Knee deep in empty cans,
We've lost the map, the tyre's flat, the bloody kid's been banned,
We stopped off for some grease, Nevis is obese,
We left him standing empty handed,
Ten miles outside Leeds.
Oh no...
Just fi

Took the crack to the flicks just the other night,
We were groating on the back row, everything was alright,
Then a smell like a fog turned my mind from sex, I said:
'Close your legs.'
She whispered something in my ear,
But all I wanted to do was go and drink some beer,
T

I've got an ugly face,
With spots all over the place,
I haven't got any mates,
And me clothes have gone out of date.
I go to the pub on me own,
And I drink me orange alone,
I sit and stare at the crack,
But they just turn their backs.
I want to chat them up,
B

Well, I spent last night trying to chuck me bird,
She were clinging to me leg like an old sick turd,
I said your tits are too small and your legs are too short,
I want a fit bird from the Sunday Sport,
I can't hear me records when you sit on me face,
And then she mouths off i

New face in the pub on a Friday night.
"You alright?"
I asked where she worked, she said,
"Iawok dahn sayan"
She were feeling "kanna closhy"
She were of t'"Neddie"
I think she must have meant the bog.
Do you want a drink love?
She says "Aye rhebob, Hey Bob"
He

New face in the pub on a Friday night.
"You alright?"
I asked where she worked, she said,
"Iawok dahn sayan"
She were feeling "kanna closhy"
She were of t'"Neddie"
I think she must have meant the bog.
Do you want a drink love?
She says "Aye rhebob, Hey Bob"
He

I got a buer that works in Dillons in the back of me Vauxhall Viva,
She had massive melons and I wanted bang her beaver,
She had real bad breath and a touch of the pox,
But I ripped off her bags and her sweaty socks,
And I Rattled my 'tatoes against her dirt box.

Spread you

Ah so.
The ducks are sitting and I making my list now,
Macc Lads stagger in and their all fucking pissed,
The fucking drunk bastards can't take their beer,
Free gravy tonight, I've got bad diarrhoea.
Sea food special with extra crab,
Two pancake with a penis scab,
See

Well I want to sing a song about Lady Muck yoooh,
Well, it weren't her real name, but it rhymed with fuck.
An' I'm gonna nacc me voice doin' this for too long,
Come on Fast Fret, let's get on with the song.
She was sitting at a table shouting "Waiter where's the wine?"
But yo

Well, in this life there's a couple of certs,
One is death and the other's a nurse,
Well Lucy's old and they say she's passed it,
But I gave her one and her tits were that big,
And they said bollocks and they're made of plastic,
And that I never touched her,
That's just b