Closing time - a drink or two
Can smell it on your breath
And I'm still standing here,
You're just inches away
And I think it's time I left
'Cause you're looking gormless, raging in the pub car park tonight

You hear your name - it makes you rankle
I try to calm you with a smile
Makes you think I'm talking 'bout you
And it's really driving you wild
So there's an insecurity inside your little head tonight

But I ain't dissing you at all
That's where you're wrong, OK
I ain't dissing you,
No matter what you think I say
There's no message in my words
You're only thinking that 'cause you're wrecked
And 'cause I know how violent you become
I didn't mean no disrespect

All my words, they have no meaning,
At least, none that you can understand
You microcephalic, pusillanimous gobshite


I ain't dissing you at all
That's where you're wrong, OK
I ain't dissing you,
I meant your dress-sense, when I said you looked gay
If there's a message that you're sending out, like a telegraph to my soul
It's that you're a pointless and pathetic camel-rogering asshole

But I ain't dissing you at all
That's where you're wrong, OK
I ain't dissing you,
I think it's great you wear a toupée
I ain't dissing you,
I ain't dissing you, I'm lying through my teeth
'Cause you're a gormless waste of breath, DNA and life

[Vaguely ad-libbed ending bit]
Ain't dissing you, I ain't dissing you
I ain't dissing you, so I'm lying through my teeth
Ain't dissing you, I ain't dissing you
I ain't dissing you, I ain't dissing you
I ain't dissing you, I ain't dissing you, ain't missing you, oh no
OK.. well, just put the gun away, I ain't dissing you.