punk and mod group formed in Woking, UK, in 1976 consisting of Paul Weller (vocals, guitar), Bruce Foxton (bass, vocals) and Rick Buckler (drums). The band split in 1982. The band released six albums and had 18 consecutive Top 40 hits in the United Kingdom between 1977 and 1982, including four #1 singles (Going Underground, Start!, Town Called Malice and Beat Surrender). Their singles "That's Entertainment" and "Just Who Is the Five O'Clock Hero" are the best selling import singles in UK history.
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CGC If it's not you moaning then it's someone else, GC Jumping down my throat every chance you get, GC If it's not you crying then it's probably me, GA You're the little dog messing up my tree -
Billy Hunt is a magical world, D Full of strippers and long-legged girls, A Clark Kent's got nothing on me, DE I'll spy like James Bond and die like King Kong.
A Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy D Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy D Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy G Billy Hunt.
CGC I remember the first day at my job, GC I didn't get on too well with the foreman Bob, GC Do this, Do that, Don't even stop for a cough, GA He used to be a sergeant in the R.A.F.
No-one pushes Billy Hunt around, D Well they do, but not for long, A When I get fit and grow bionic arms, D (tacet) The whole world's gonna wish it weren't born -
A Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy D Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy D Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy A Billy Hunt.
DG I could be a Superman CFG Satisfy any women that I wanted to, DG I could be a human machine, CFG7sus4G I could show Steve Austin a thing or two -
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CGC If it's not you moaning then it's someone else, GC Jumping down my throat, every chance you get, GC If it's not you crying then it's probably me, GA You're the little dog messing up my tree.
No one pushes Billy Hunt around, D Well they do, but not for long, A When I get fit and grow bionic arms, D The whole world's gonna wish it weren't born.
A Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy, D Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy,
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy, G Billy Hunt.