We're on a mission from Rod
Don't think it's very bloody funny at all
Dunno what you're all laughing about
Life in a city, living in L.A is a long way from Huddersfield town
The back of the Rainbow's a long way from heaven, but that's where he get's his pork pie
Limos and ladies, they're driving him cwasy; wugby and cwicket's unknown
Baseball and football - they're making him lazy; your fan club says: "Rodney, come home"
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
Look out on the Hollywood Hills
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
You're our own Hot Rod on wheels
A good game of arrows, a few dozen barrels, the Nautilus rusts in the yard
Yorkshire is yearning, but because he's earning, he'll always live in L.A.
A custom-made wallet that stays in his pocket and never comes out to pay bills
He's winning at poker and playing the Joker and he always cheats when he deals
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
Look down on the Hollywood Hills
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
You're our own Hot Rod on wheels
Hello, let me introduce meself! My name is Rodney. I'm immensely strong.
When I were a lad, I could lift up five navvies on an end of a shovel
The reason I never took up martial arts is because I was immensely fearsome
and I'd probably kill everybody that I came into contact with
I was phenomenally strong. Pride and ego, my lads, pride and ego
is what makes the world rotate. And everybody knows the centre of the universe
is Huddersfield; that's why I don't live there anymore
I live in Los Angeles. It's great.!. I think
Rufus the red has a crane by his bed to wrench himself up in the morn'
You dare to tread at the foot of his bed, you'll wish you'd never been born
A bear with a sore head we don't mean your forehead, he slumbers for most of the day
Wide eyed and legless baked beans for breakfast; your problem, Rodney, is L.A.
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
Look down on the Hollywood Hills
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
You're our own Hot Rod on wheels
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
Look down on the Hollywood Hills
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
You're our own Hot Rod on wheels
No, I don't know what you're making such a fuss about.
No, I don't. I'm not in here for the money.
I like it here! The sun shines all night!
It's alright, I'm a Yorkshireman. I can take it
I used to be able to lift five navvies on a shovel, you know
You know? Uhhh... you're not bloody listening to me, are you? |
