I’ll be howlin’ on the night your pretty lights go down and all that can be heard across your disco town is all you party people put your hands on your hips and stomp up & down with the screaming shits ‘I’m a survivor I’ll fix it with a fiver too quick for the jungle I'ma comin’ out alive I’m a die-hard feck-tard kiss my dirty hole Kick away the chocks let the good times roll.
’Saints preserve us, all these arseholes are makin’ me nervous There's two born every minute, gone dropped us in it, Saints preserves us, All these arseholes are makin’ me nervous, yeah,... Cut down your flag, imbeciles sans frontier.
Stop guessin’ if I’m dressing’ to the left or right, Measurin’ my dedication to your fight, I’m a born dissenter, nowt percenter, I and I are one and all is I its elementary, I don't care to hear no rhyme or reason, I’m a disciple for every season, I adore the rising sun, Though I’m stuck chuckin’ rocks while the dicks have all the guns.
I’ve been eatin’ outta garbage tins, (YOLO!) I’ve been hittin’ up my cyber-friends, Left swipe ass wipe not even for the rent, A hashtag trash bag in search of my identity, Come to get your fix, I’ve got your clicks and shares, I’ve got your medicine your kisses thoughts & prayers, LOLMFAOMG I need to pee, W to the F stop triggering’ me!!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
