Story Behind The Song

I hate these guys and feel sorry for they rip off and wanted to write a song about it. Mark Knight provided the original riff and I sorted out lyrics and a melody.

Song Description

The song describes the activities of the Knocker Boys but at the same time assigns blame to those who then buy from the Knocker Boys.

Lyrics

Hurrah pour les arnaqeurs qui bossent dans la rue
Tu veux cinq cent j't'en donne cent
Hurrah pour les arnaqeurs qui bossent dans la rue
Hurrah pour les tous puissant

Chargeons le camion de bier, Car y'en a pas en angleterre
Le prix c'est juste comme tu peux voir, nous payons pas la T V A
La T V A , les taxes c'est craint, ne vendons que à des crètins
Je m'en fous de c'que tu f'ras, J'gagne ma vie grace à toi

Hurrah for the knocker boys that work on the street
You want fifty , give you ten,
Hurrah for the knocker boys that work on the cheap
Hurrah for the boot sale men

We'll fill the transit full of beer
Cos you can't buy it over here
The price is right as you can see
And we won't pay no v.a.t.
Oh v.a.t. and duty sucks
We'll sell it cheap to all you shmucks
And I don't care what deal you do
I'll make a living out of you

Chorus

As you bemoan society's fate
You're down the pub with all your mates
Or over dinner party plates
You say it's all gone wrong
But if I meet you in a bar
Say videos are in my car
A hundred, they're four hundred new
I know which way you'll jump


Chorus

Before you criticise my role
Remember all the things you stole
The paper clips the pens and pins
These things were never yours
The times have made me what I am
I may not be an ideal man
But there's not one amongst you now
Who is fit to cast a stone