This songs dedicated to a friend of ours
Who wears womens clothes and goes to gay bars
Oh sorry! Right person, wrong song... Lets start again
Hes small compact and not so pretty
Not a good dresser, its such a pity
But hes got a heart, a heart of goad
Still hes our roady when hes a hundred years old
By the way thats next week
Hes much older than he looks you know
He drives our bus to all our shows
Carries our gear wherever we go
Sometimes we forget to show appreciation
Our faithful roady, what dedication!
Hes so dedicated in everything he does
He even irons his Y fronts, ask his mum!
Hes a builder, a welder, a driver, a seller
Has strange little habits, but is a bloody nice fellow
Not just our roady, but hes our friend
In spite of his snoring that drives us round the bend
Give us a T! (T!)
Give us an I! (I!)
Give us an N! (N!)
Give us a U! (U!)
Give us an S! (S!)
What does it spell backwards? SUNIT!
Tinus, we thank you
Its a funky sunit rap
(Until the end)
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