Yeah, people need hurting
And I'm the geezer
I'll command your ass
I'll slap ya with my Visa
I don't care about this wellness shit
I'm the nightmare to your progressiveness bussiness, out cold
Welcome to the country where everybody's old
In the head, no sex between couples in bed
Slice a what?, slice of lantern on the beach
Skies just take off
Watch the cold light of night carry wheat fart
Horse and cart, two 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
I lost the lost weekend
Yeah, 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
You got a lovely cat
Yeah
You got a lovely cat, puss
Blood & bombs
Upfront
The people's republic
Nom Nom Nom
Yeah
You got a lovely cat
Blood & bombs
Upfront
The people's republic
Nom Nom Nom
I lost
I lost the lost weekend
I lost the lost weekend
Before it came into view
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
And it all comes down to you
And it all comes down to you
And it all comes down to you
And it all comes down to you
And it all comes down to you
And it all comes down to you
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