Nigel Krap
by Powderfinger
Nigel Fuckin’ Legend
Nigel was a tribal elder from the Krakatitty tribe,
His name was Nangananga something, but we just called him Nige
Nigel
Fucking legend
His name was Nangananga something, but we just called him Nige
Nigel
Fucking legend
G’day this is Kev’s mate Nigel and I’m here coming at you though the stolen speakers
O Lord it’s hard to be humble
when your as black as the ace of spades
I can’t wait to look in the mirror
Cos I get black looking each day
In all the years to love me
I must be one hell of a clone
Oh Lord it’s hard to be humble
Cos I’ll own Australia soon
when your as black as the ace of spades
I can’t wait to look in the mirror
Cos I get black looking each day
In all the years to love me
I must be one hell of a clone
Oh Lord it’s hard to be humble
Cos I’ll own Australia soon
Nigel
Fucking legend
Fucking legend
I been every where man
I been every where man
Trouble I’ve had my share man
I’ve been everywhere I’ve been
Meekatharra, Meekatharra, Meekatharra, Meekatharra,
Meekatharra, Meekatharra, Meekatharra, Meekatharra,
Meekatharra, Hospital , Jail, Jail,
Jail, Hospital, Meekatharra, Jail
Hospital, Meekatharra, Jail, Hospital,
I’ve been everywhere
I been every where man
Trouble I’ve had my share man
I’ve been everywhere I’ve been
Meekatharra, Meekatharra, Meekatharra, Meekatharra,
Meekatharra, Meekatharra, Meekatharra, Meekatharra,
Meekatharra, Hospital , Jail, Jail,
Jail, Hospital, Meekatharra, Jail
Hospital, Meekatharra, Jail, Hospital,
I’ve been everywhere
Give me land lots of land
A flag and then a Pub
But don’t lock me up
It’s not fun being a Coon
In a cell with no room
But don’t lock me up
A flag and then a Pub
But don’t lock me up
It’s not fun being a Coon
In a cell with no room
But don’t lock me up
Nigel
Fucking Legend
Fucking Legend
How many times
Must a coon fall down
Before you call him a cab
All the towns they look the same
When I fell down from the train
And then I made me wash the biggest fattest moorar
Down the road on there unstable
She’s big fat and smelly like a horses stable
But it’s good to touch the green green grass of bong
Now I been wake up and have a look around me
I couldn’t see a fucking thing
Jesus Christ I was pissed
But there was that old oak tree
That’s the one
That’s the one I used to piss on
Must a coon fall down
Before you call him a cab
All the towns they look the same
When I fell down from the train
And then I made me wash the biggest fattest moorar
Down the road on there unstable
She’s big fat and smelly like a horses stable
But it’s good to touch the green green grass of bong
Now I been wake up and have a look around me
I couldn’t see a fucking thing
Jesus Christ I was pissed
But there was that old oak tree
That’s the one
That’s the one I used to piss on
Nigel
Fucking legend
Fucking legend
All my life I’ve been kissing
Your left tit cos your right one’s missing
Your left tit cos your right one’s missing
Come on up here billy sing this one with me mate
Don’t be shy c’mon
Don’t be shy c’mon
Bye bye croc
Bye bye nicotine
Where’s my Vaseline
I think I’m going inside
Bye bye puller
Bye bye
Bye bye nicotine
Where’s my Vaseline
I think I’m going inside
Bye bye puller
Bye bye
Nigel was a tribal elder from the Krakatitty tribe,
His name was Nangananga something, but we just called him Nige
Nigel
Fucking legend
His name was Nangananga something, but we just called him Nige
Nigel
Fucking legend
Fucking legend
Fucking legend
Fucking legend
Fucking legend
Fucking legend
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