No Cookies Lyrics

Heading out to Jimmy's house

With his older sister Barbara

Always get a bite to eat

Cos' they got their stock up in the larder

Then we head across the hills

Have a look around the harbour

The girls went to the hairdresser's

The boys went to the barber's

Want no cookies please no cookies

I've got biscuits in my jar

Want no pop corn and I'm not torn

Never been to the cinema

Now we're going round to Jame's

As he's got a VCR

We're all parked upon the carpet

Looking, watching from afar

You can call me on my house phone

And I'll answer if I'm in

But it's likely that I'm outside

In a forest, in a den

Take the dog back to the quarry

Climb up on these rocks again

No trackers out to track us

Yet the parents staying zen

After heading upstream

Up the track, we're on our bikes

Got no water or no helmet

But we know we'll be alright

We get scratches, we get matches

We fight with all our might

The summer haze, we're catching rays

Until the day turns into night

Take a ploughmans in a beer garden

A pound is what it costs

Hear the bees in all the trees

And Louis being chased by wasps

They got four channels on the TV

White and black that little box

Dukes of Hazard or the A-Team

And I wonder what to watch

Round a campfire in the garden

Hear footsteps on fallen leaves

Calling Jesus sing the chorus

To the forest to the trees

Praying, laying back on cut grass

Gaze upon the golden stars

Holding, back and forth we pass the cup

And puff stolen cigars