Gemma Rogers - Instant Gratification Lyrics

Would you eat a fly with your pants down - anything
Would you snog a hundred strangers - anything
Take off your clothes
Don't care about the means if I reach the end
I'm no beauty queen but I'll show you everything
Everyone knows
Pre
Watch out here they come, you ain't got nowhere to run it's all we need.
Stab you in the back, stretch you out on a rack, s'alright alright..
Everybody needs a little
Chorus
Instant gratification, credit to the nation, 15 minutes of fame is all
You need x 2
2
Soft-core hardcore, sweating out of every pore
I'll show you anything, I'll eat anything
On with the show
Sing a million notes to win a million votes
Riffing like Mariah I'm the next Messiah
All for the vote
Pre
Watch out here they come, you ain't got nowhere to run it's all we need.
Stab you in the back, stretch you out on a rack, s'alright alright..
Everybody needs a little
Chorus
Instant gratification, credit to the nation, 15 minutes of fame is all
You need. x 2
Middle 8 - instrumental
3
Spotify playlist, soundtrack to my day shift

Makes it less.. pain .. less. Don't even have to pay for this
Striking a pose
Auto-fill PornHub, foot long meatball sub
Don't go to the nightclub, Tinder gives you quick love
Do it like vogue
Chorus
Instant gratification, credit to the nation. 15 minutes of fame is all
You need.
Instant gratification, a credit to the nation. 15 minutes of fame is all
You need