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Nice Jacket Dickhead

by Petrol Bastard

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horse_head.exe The quintessential record for all budding bastards. A post-modern masturbatory masterpiece Favorite track: Fiat Multipla.
invertedscrotum
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invertedscrotum I had a woman who was a total bastard. I was too much of a pussy to keep her.

Such memories.
Favorite track: I Want A Woman Who's A Total Bastard.
Joe Sanderson
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Joe Sanderson Spectacular anthems for alleys in Yorkshire towns, running with piss and old kebabs- or half of my nights out. Also excellent driving music. Shite of the highest calibre
Dokka Chapman
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Dokka Chapman This is the bands' new anthem, fucking love the dirtiness of it.... In fact, Batley should use it to advertise their city as before this song I'd never heard of it lol Favorite track: If You Die in Batley Do You Die in Real Life?.
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2. I Want a Woman Who's a Total Bastard I want a woman who's a total bastard Call me names and treat me like shit And refuse to help me with my maths homework Flick my balls and the tip of my dick I want a woman who's a violent nobhead Scratch my CDs and make me cry I want a woman who will steal my inhaler And have a cup of tea and watch me die I want a woman who's a proper spastic Gets her tits out on the bus Has a violent addiction to chainsaws Gets drunk before she drives her car
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3. Is It Okay To Fall In Love With A Racist? Is it okay to fall in love with a racist? Is it okay as long as I don't share her views? I'm seriously thinking about running away with a racist She's got questionable morals but also wicked boobs
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1. Blast It With Piss I'm going to jizz on everyone I'm going to cum on everything Alt Fest is cancelled My mum is a idiot My pie has gone cold Kwik Save's gone bankrupt My pants are on backwards A horse bit my tit off Rik Mayall's dead My dog ate my meth
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4. I Spent My Rent Money On Tentacle Porn I spent my rent money on tentacle porn
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5. Fred Foster's Broken Fridge What's that smell? It's fucking rotten meat I only had these cunts done just last fucking week This isn't even mine, I'm paid to keep it safe I fucking need a drink, I'm fucking losing face What the fuck is happening Frederick? What's happened to the meat? Fuck it all and go out for a drink Help to pull you backwards from that brink 8 pints and a fucking Navy Rum, I'm only halfway through a fucking 3 day run This is the way I cope, I've got this drinker's gene I'll show them cunts who's boss, I'm a fucking machine What the fuck is happening Frederick? What's happened to the meat? Fuck it all and go out for a drink Help to pull you backwards from that brink Fucking hell that meat's starting to stink Fuck it all and go out for a drink 3 days down and 3 litres of rum My bones are feeling cold, my body's going numb The Salvation Army please come and rescue me The Salvation Army please come and rescue me
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6. Fly A Plane Into A Londis Some fat cunt with piles of revenge porn And chemically linked up sputum and Vimto There's fields and fields of damaged vaginas My internet history is totally fucked I need more time You're the perfect example I need more cash My body's a temple I need some fucking turbo machine guns Let's take some drugs and smash up a shop I drank a fucking case of pop And stole a fucking aeroplane Tried to crash into some shops But landed in the fucking sea
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8. Swan Shit On Mah Dik Swan shit on Mah Dik Swan shit on Mah Dik That's right bitch I've got Swan shit on Mah Dik [secret badboy gangsta ninja rapping]
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9. If you die in Batley do you die in real life? Petrol Bastard bringing you a tale of immortality and morality from the streets of... Batley Dragging the streets with a belly full of glass There's nowhere to go we set cars on fire Bred like a kaiju a proper fucking lad Fucking work in the street, fucking live in the shadows Medic If you die in Batley do you die in real life? Street Sweeper If you die in Batley do you die in real life? We're a union of stink If you die in Batley do you die in real life? And KFC wrappers If you die in Batley do you die in real life? Right lads, it's time to focus. Time to look forward and fuck all that shite. We reside in a secret bunker, a lab built beneath Batley's Tesco superstore. It's where I brought you when I first found you. You were aborted foetuses, stolen from the medical bins, I nurtured you, developed you, you became the evil twins Street sweeper, sweep the streets Fired up on speed and a glass of Buckfast Have a Happy Meal then we smash the place up See my brother's a psycho, a proper fucking lad I stab people called Gavin, people called Gavin If you die in Batley you don't die in real life boys You were dead when I found you, you can't die twice boys
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10. Fiat Multipla Smash down empty vodka bottles Stagger to my feet Stagger across the pavement Everything is fucking spinning And moving in orange and black and blue Stood at the filthy fucking rusting gates of a massive fucking scrap yard There's only forward Take another drink Step inside What was I meant to do? There was nothing on the telly I smashed up a Fiat Multipla With fire in my belly Pools of brake fluid, old motor oil Stagger past an old Cosworth body shell Fucking mega mate Pulse is racing Drink another Pull out that fucking crowbar man I need a fucking alternator Drop to my fucking knees What's that fucking smell? What's that fucking smell? What's that fucking sound? Slowly I fucking look up And start to focus on something looking at me HELL IS SCREAMING THROUGH MY VEINS I only came here for a fucking alternator mate What the fuck This beast is fucking ugly I'm not taking this very well My ventricles are fucking firing And I raise my crowbar to the sky And I stare that ugly motherfucking Fiat Multipla right in the fucking eye And then I woke up in a scrap yard In a puddle of puke With a crowbar rammed up my bottom
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11. What the fuck was in that pill? What the fuck was in that pill man? My brain's all fucked and my head's all spinning What the fuck was in that pill man? Danced all night tried to fuck a pigeon What the fuck was in that pill man? Got fucked up, tried to fight a bin man What the fuck was in that pill man? Let's do another pill man, let's do another pill
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12. Angry Cum Man I am the angry cum man, I come from far away And I can cum What can you cum? I can cum syringes
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13. White Star Adventuraaar Fucking Matt Trakker's doing well in his banking job I fucking love getting twatted on pints of booze Got pissed up and destroyed my car, I am a White Star adventuraaar Fucking take it a bit too far, I am a White Star adventuraaar Smash through the windows in case of emergency Nothing else matters when you're totally twatted
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14. Beefy Grandad I mic'd up my granddad to get a fat bassline What's that? Beefy! What's that? Beefy! I ramped up the wheelchair ramped up the volume What's that? Beefy! What's that? Beefy! I mic'd up my grandad to get a fat bassline The zimmer is a winner when my nana's on kali I ramped up the wheelchair, ramped up the volume My grandad's pissed in his Batman costume Get up and dance you beefy grandad Bust a dance move, bust your piss bag Get up and dance you beefy grandad See a strobe light, have a flashback
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15. Bunch Of Fuckers We sat and watched the sun go down You bunch of fuckers We sat and watched the sun go down You bunch of cunts We sat and shared a cigarette You bunch of fuckers And talked about pre-Raphaelites You bunch of cunts Ain't no party like a Petrol Bastard party When the sun's going down, everybody's coming up
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credits

released August 21, 2014

Written/ produced/ mixed by Petrol Bastard at Bastardworks Studios Leeds
Vocals written and performed by Petrol Bastard except spoken parts of track 9 performed by Jason Doghouse.
Mastered by Johnny Ultraviolence (www.ultraviolence.co)
Cover photo by Jen Rawson copyright 2013. Text by Petrol Bastard.

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