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Hermanos
02:07
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Stevie G At The Bus Stop
03:05
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When the mug that you drank from don't work no more
And the pages you soaked your ink with ain't as strong as the sword
I bet you've never seen a raver flying faster than his dreams
He can bounce around like space jam bursting straight straight out of his jeans
No time at the bar just time in the park it seems
Stevie G at the bus stop there's a bag chips all over the floor
Is he waiting to score?
Living in an old launderette and doing what he feels
Doing backflips and getting change he ain't got feet he's only got wheels
Living in an old launderette
Stevie G at the bus stop soggy bag of chips all over the floor
Is he waiting to score?
I should of slapped you round the face checked your pulse for a beat
Picked your soggy bag of chips up got you something to eat.
Hug and pat you on the back poured your brew into a cup filled with endless hope and love of coming out on top.
Living in an old launderette
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3. |
Piss On Your Kids
03:42
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Two red lines on a nylon shirt on polyester cotton when we flu it round the world
on stitch fabric whiter thank the cliffs of dover
Regretting is in his eyes when he stumbles through his fate like every other fucker that joined his cruasade tommy went down now its time that he bent over
what did it mean to me? it used to mean so much to me while your inside please take your rotting time to tell your fan club to never ever
Bring their kids on the march for england unless they want them covered in our piss, don't be silly would you really let me me walk into your house and take a piss on your kids
Born and raised he was a scrote from luton town starting selling sniff to get his feet up off the ground then he got praised to rule the streets islamophobic hate back'd by bobby's on his beat he loves em. Shariah Tommmy wheres your burqa lad come on? put it on
What did it mean to me?
What does it mean to you?
Two red lines
O Tommy robinson what flavour milkshake landed on your face bukkake
O Tommy robinson your mind is a xenophobic place
When your dead Tommy Robinson some wankers will salute your fucking grave and they might say
what did it mean to me? it used to mean so much to me while your inside please take your rotting time to tell your fan club to tell their grandkids to never ever
Bring their kids on the march for england unless they want them covered in our piss, don't be silly would you really let me me walk into your gaf make a cup of tea and piss on your kids
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Toothache chlamydia being shit trying to skate
Here lies a list of the things that i hate
Busking to chavy pricks if the weathers right
Well its raining buckfast blackout blackout fight
I've got 99 problems 99 Problems
But living in a warzone ain't one
Mum calls me up said shes getting divorced
At least a cruise missile didn't land on her door
Went on a bender pissed off all my mates
Wreckless and drunk in a islamic state
I can't get a job always being rejected
My mum calls me up says im being pathetic
I drink holsten pills im not diabetic
Two weeks in Sierra will put this shit in perspective
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John The Baptist
02:21
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Well i brought this bottle of vodka cos i'd been feeling grim
Thought it might drown sorrows but it seems they learnt to swim
There goes john the baptist with holy water for my sins
Oh no its just a tramp on methadone with a spirit that makes paint thin
Sitting in A&E trying to piss stones out my dick
The feelings in my stomach make me physically sick
Oh look well there goes johnny boy again off into the loos
To fill his cup half up with sanitiser he can't afford the booze
Here comes that comedown
Here comes that gut rot and the frown
Pour me a rum now cos every up it has a down
Here comes that comedown
So let's buy another round
Cos i chase that space inside my brain that i have never found
Please take me on a train going anywhere but here
No bar stool can prop me up as i start to feel the fear
17 days dry has brought me to my knees
Thought i was doing well until that night that i OD'd
Bless the NHS for cleaning up this mess
Discharge myself from these sweet dreams im taking up a bed
No more blackouts on this tail need to get a tighter grip
They hit me with that blizzard ice now get me off this drip
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6. |
When I Go Down The Offie
03:05
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Staggering under bright lights after a long dark road
I go down the offie and drinks start to explode
Cos when i go down the offie im a god without a can
You should see the fattest bottles go fly into my hand
Am i the messiah? Am i god?
Is it my reputation or did they hear i swig
Cos a bottle of omega just blew its fucking lid
When i go down the offie im a god without the can
You should see the fattest bottles go fly into my hand
When i go down the offie
When i go down
Bossman let me tell you bossman
I'll be seeing you again
Bossman let me tell you bossman
Ill be seeing you again
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7. |
English People
01:52
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"We dont't work with english people and we don't like your fucking music, goodbye" - gottapissbookings@gmail.com
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The Upsetter
02:09
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She knew to much she knew to much
About the bbc's inna activities
There was no falling down the stairs
She was born in weston super mare
And was shot dead on her doorstep by MI5
All the pidofiles in power they survive
And the royal familly join in on the side
They touch they squeeze and do just what they please
The queen she toot's she nazi salutes
Operation yew tree was made to touch the likes of you and me
All the pidofiles in power they survive
And the royal familly join in on the side
And they'll rape your son and daughter in their tribe
Next time you pay your TV licence think twice
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10. |
Romanian Builders
01:28
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Romanian builders working hard to survive
Romanian builders driving 7 hours to work 5
Romanian pete says:
"hey fred you can fucker my wife, im only trying to get payed
Will you give me a good review on check a trade"
Mash potatoes and buttered bread well that's not lunch
But they made it work
He's only trying to get payed
"You can fucker my wife"
Going home to his kids and his wife
He'll being the bacon bring the bacon tonight
Going home to his kids and his wife
Goin home to his kids and his wife hell what a life and he said:
"Fred you can fuck my wife"
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11. |
Lay All Your Love On Me
02:29
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12. |
All You Tories Gonna Die
02:30
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