RED RED RED - MR. JACKSON Lyrics

He's a flat tire
Looking for his drink for when his shifts all done
It's satire
How he talks to you, only tryna stay in line
Well don't make him mad
Or he'll have you running to your mum and dad
Who needs the dole?
When you've got your local watering hole

So when nine rolls around
Don't make yourself a target
Mr. Jackson's gonna get pissed if he can't get his hands on a lager
He won't make one sound
Sat there making a brew
Mr. Jackson doesn't really know what to do

He won't make you cry
But he'll make you cringe
Better pray you're not a minority or a male with a fringe
'Cause he's out to get ya
He won't go
Mr. Jackson's on his way to steal your Marlboro
Talk to me now

So when nine rolls around
Don't make yourself a target
Mr. Jackson's gonna get pissed if he can't get his hands on a lager
He won't make one sound
Sat there making a brew
Mr. Jackson doesn't really know what to do

Ah, he wont hack my cart
If he asks me for a vape he's gonna get my f*cking cart
He'll be on the floor and I'll stand far above
And I'll say look at this old Jacko, pal
You're a f*cking mug

So when nine rolls around
He'll be standing there
Mr. Jackson's gonna get pissed cus he knows the power i bear
He won't make one sound
I'm standing far above
Mr. Jackson
He's a f*cking mug

Mr. Jackson
I am for real
You're a f*cking mug
You're a f*cking mug