| 歌曲 | I, Trog |
| 歌手 | Half Man Half Biscuit |
| 专辑 | Some Call It Godcore |
| Girlfriend’s said that she no longer likes me | |
| Reckon I know why she thinks this way | |
| It’s ‘cos I’m a Trog | |
| And I’ve got mad sideys | |
| And my gait is strange | |
| So they say | |
| Some blokes don’t neatly stencil their flight case | |
| And some blokes don’t take apart valve amps for fun | |
| But when you’re a Trog and you’ve got mad sideys | |
| And your gait is strange | |
| So they say | |
| And when I swear it’s in a mellow way | |
| Swiss Army knife and every shade of Humbrol | |
| To Point of Ayr I like to get away | |
| And in my dreams I take a beautiful girl | |
| Got my weed and I’ve got my Sven Hassel | |
| Omni stacked tenfold under the bed | |
| In my rugby shirt, signed by Justin Hayward | |
| I will rule the world | |
| Playing Risk | |
| I was born with a twelve string acoustic in my mouth | |
| Midwife fixed springs to the soles of my feet | |
| And now I’m a Trog and I’ve got mad sideys | |
| And my gait is strange | |
| So they say | |
| And when I swear it’s in a mellow way | |
| Swiss Army knife and every shade of Humbrol | |
| To Point of Ayr I like to get away | |
| And in my dreams I take a beautiful girl |
| Girlfriend' s said that she no longer likes me | |
| Reckon I know why she thinks this way | |
| It' s ' cos I' m a Trog | |
| And I' ve got mad sideys | |
| And my gait is strange | |
| So they say | |
| Some blokes don' t neatly stencil their flight case | |
| And some blokes don' t take apart valve amps for fun | |
| But when you' re a Trog and you' ve got mad sideys | |
| And your gait is strange | |
| So they say | |
| And when I swear it' s in a mellow way | |
| Swiss Army knife and every shade of Humbrol | |
| To Point of Ayr I like to get away | |
| And in my dreams I take a beautiful girl | |
| Got my weed and I' ve got my Sven Hassel | |
| Omni stacked tenfold under the bed | |
| In my rugby shirt, signed by Justin Hayward | |
| I will rule the world | |
| Playing Risk | |
| I was born with a twelve string acoustic in my mouth | |
| Midwife fixed springs to the soles of my feet | |
| And now I' m a Trog and I' ve got mad sideys | |
| And my gait is strange | |
| So they say | |
| And when I swear it' s in a mellow way | |
| Swiss Army knife and every shade of Humbrol | |
| To Point of Ayr I like to get away | |
| And in my dreams I take a beautiful girl |