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Where’s your head?
Is it off?
Is it on have you lost it?

Where’s your head?
Is it buried in the sand?
Up your arse?
Are you brain dead?

Uh oh it’s us again
Yo the same five kids from the HDKN,
And we’re on this game like a kid with a brand new Playstation,
Get to know that we’re coming for you
Because I’ve got more bars that JD Wheatherspoons,
More lines than Camden could do,
More word that Google could search through.

Stop,
Stop right now,
No you don’t.

And I thought I told you,
The game is over,
Game is over,
Showed you,
Showed you,
The game is over.

Where’s your head?
Is it buried in the sand?
Up your arse?
Are you brain dead?

You can say what you like,
We don’t care now,
You can type what you type,
We don’t care at all,
Still in your fucking eyeballs,
So where’s your head at,
Still in your fucking eardrums,
So where’s your head at.

Stop,
Stop right now,
No you don’t.

So where you at,
And where’s your head,
Your precious indie rock’s dead
And I’ll fuck up your life like crystal meth,
So now it’s on and I’m in the zone,
You fuck up my ears like a shit ringtone.

Uh oh it’s us again yo,
Uh oh it’s us again yo,
Uh oh it’s us again yo,
Same five kids but a brand new show.

Your time is up friend all bad things must come to an end.

Your time has been so fuck you and your precious scene.

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