[ Featuring Sleaford Mods ]
Yea, people need hurting
And I'm the geezer
I'll come round ya house
Slap ya with my visa.
I don't care about all this wellness shit
I'm the nightmare to your progressiveness
Bizniz, out cold
Welcome to the country where everybody's old
In the head, no sex between couples
In bed. Slice of what?
Slice of lantern on the beach, skies just take off, watch the cold light of night carry wheat
Fart.
Horse & Cart, 2 ciders, everybody wants the nice things on their Riders, like mist, no
Leadership, everyone's just pissed, or gone, or out for blood and bombs.
Blood & bombs
Upfront
The people's republic
Nom Nom Nom
Blood & bombs
Upfront
The people's republic
Nom Nom Nom
I lost
I lost the lost weekend
I lost the lost weekend
I lost
I lost the lost weekend
I lost the lost weekend
Before it came into view
Yea people need hurting
There will be no teaser
I'll jump through ya window
Slap ya with my visa
Empty can, crushed it with my bare hand
Like, arsed, this is the vocabulary of
The unmasked, the new right, the
Stems you sent just don't sound tight
This does, the new world order is nice puss, lovely cat, awww, what's her name mate?
Awwww that's lovely that
I lost
I lost the lost weekend
I lost the lost weekend
Before it came into view
(And it all comes down to you
All comes down to you
All comes down to you
All comes down to you)
(And it all comes down to you
All comes down to you
All comes down to you
All comes down to you)
