When he was just a boy
He longed to be a lawyer
But he failed his second year
So he pursues a sofa career
Now he’s stuck in,
Barrow-barrow-barrowdise, Barrow-barrow-barrowdise, Barrow-barrow-barrowdise
Every time he closed his eyes
When he went for a drink
He begun to think
How small was his place of birth
When compared on Google Earth
Sofas get sold, they are so heavy
The wheels aren’t meant for outside
Every sell some commission
In the day the sweaty day he'll close his eyes
In the day the sweaty day he would cry,
He’s stuck in
Barrow-barrow-barrowdise
Barrow-barrow-barrowdise
Barrow-barrow-barrowdise
Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh
He's stuck in Barrow-barrow-barrowdise
Barrow-barrow-barrowdise
Barrow-barrow-barrowdise
Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh-oh
lalalalalalalalalalala
And so lying underneath those overcast skies
He'd say, "oh, ohohohoh I know I must beat this Ryze"
This could be
Barrow-barrow-barrowdise
Barrow-barrow-barrowdise
Barrow-barrow-barrowdise
Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh
This could be
Barrow-barrow-barrowdise
Barrow-barrow-barrowdise
This could be
Barrow-barrow-barrowdise
Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh-oh
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