Give Me The Jag
I'll walk ten miles and I'll walk ten more
At two in the morning, or three or four
I don't believe it's going to do me any harm
So come on, stick that needle in my arm
Some of my friends say they're not so sure
Some pop star said that it’s impure
They smoke their tobacco and their Afghan weed
Spent their 20s off their faces on bathtub speed
I don't care if it's sore
I had the BCG
From a drunk school nurse, but I didn’t get TB
I've had penicillin, yellow fever, tetanus too
Been injected till my arms were black and blue
Stop waving those flags
Just give me the jag
Guy had the Pfizer, said it was great
Spent two whole days doing Windows updates
I'm going for Astra Zeneca, I'll tell you why
I've always been an Apple Mac kind of guy
Really I don't care, I'll take what I get
And you will too, I'm willing to bet
Sick of living in a World of Warcraft and Doom
I'm sick of Facetime and I'm sick of Zoom
CHORUS
And if I see you with a mask hanging round your neck again
I got a Supersoaker full of Tabasco and pakora sauce my friend
Give me the jag
That’s J A G
I don’t want no J A B
Give me the jag
Copyright Tom Morton 2021
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