Let's Club It To Death lyrics

Excuse me, can I have this dance? There's an ill will blowin' in my pants My friends call me John, you can call me Breaker Morant. Let's club it to death. Chorus Gimme your seal of approval Let's club it to death. I started the day with cereal Now I'm feelin' kinda ethereal It's gonna end in something venereal Let's club it to death. There's a tiger in my tank There's a burglar in my bank There's sauce on my footy frank Let's club it to death.