Bedtime boys! 
Oh mom! 

Now hey there people, won't you lend an ear 
'cause I've a story to tell and I'm telling it here 
I was born in a town in the great UK 
From a baby to a boy to a man today 
And I'm a musical man, and I'm a man of verse 
But I've got a little problem and it's getting worse 

Well my life was so well planned 
Survivin' and a-jivin' in a f-f-funk band 
'cause rappin', it's my, bread and butter 
But it's hard to rap when you're born with a st-st-st, st, st-st, st, 
st-t, st-t, stutter! 

Well no-one's ever seen what I mean 
From the age of n-n-n-n-n-n-thirteen 
We've all been caught in a m-m-mouth trap 
So join with us and do the st-st-st-st-st-st-st-stutter rap 

Well it was '82 when I joined the boys 
And I was hip, and I was cool, but now I've lost my poise 
The kids, our fans, are starting to doubt 
When you open your mouth and [bad word] out 

And it breaks my heart that we're not on the chart 
'cause the record's nearly over when the vocals start 
And I'm down and out, and I'm down on my luck 
And I'm livin' on my own and I'm dying for a fr-riend to say You're great! But I'm under the hammer 
'cause all I seem to do is s-s-s-st- 
 [bad word] on man! 

s-s-s-st-stammer! 

Well no-one's ever seen what I mean 
From the age of n-n-n-n-n-n-thirteen 
We've all been caught in a m-m-mouth trap 
So join with us and do the st-st-st-st-st-st-st-stutter rap 

Neighbours 

Well interviewers turn away 
Who wants to be covered with spray 
Talkin' to me for more than an hour 
Is equivalent to an April shower 
It's tough! Tough! Tougher than tough! 
It's worse than Benny Hill and that's bad enough! 
Something must be wrong with your vocal technique 
When the twelve inch mix goes on for a week 

I was rappin' in my club the other night 
When nothin' I said [bad word] #39; out right 
The crowd got angry, and this one man 
He was gonna throw a bottle 
He was gonna chuck a can, chuck a can, chuck it, chuck it, chuck it, 
chuck it 

Well no-one's ever seen what I mean 
From the age of n-n-n-n-n-n-thirteen 
We've all been caught in a m-m-mouth trap 
So join with us and do the st-st-st-st-st-st-st-stutter rap 

N-N-N-N-N-N-N-N-N-N-N-N-N-N-N-N-NO, NEED, FOR SHOUTING! 

W-w-w-w-why's that then 

Well, you'll wake Mr Whittaker at number thirty-two 

Besides, it's not very good for the voice 

(An amplifier or similar shorts out) 

Uuhhh! 

That's a bit harsh isn't it 

NO, SLEEP, 'TIL BEDTIME! 

Talking of which it's ten-thirty already! 

Is it Ooooh! 

What time do they stay up 'til in America 

(I mean) 

Oh, very late. Sometimes quarter to eleven 

(Ahhhh) 

Well actually I've heard in New York they sometimes even stay up 'til midnight 

No! No wonder they do all that shouting 

(I mean) 

Yes, they must be very snappy and irritable 

That's right 

(Ahhhh) 

Do you know, I heard a story that those Toastie Boys stayed up 'til 
quarter past twelve! 

Really Well that's just silly! 

They're just gonna get burnt out 

Burnt out! 

Well no-one's ever seen what I mean 
From the age of n-n-n-n-n-n-thirteen 
We've all been caught in a m-m-mouth trap 
So join with us and do the st-st-st-st-st-st-st-stutter rap 

Well no-one's ever seen what I mean 
From the age of n-n-n-n-n-n-thirteen 
We've all been caught in a m-m-mouth trap 
So join with us and do the st-st-st-st-st-st-st-stutter rap 

Well no-one's ever seen what I mean 
From the age of n-n-n-n-n-n-thirt