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Euthanised
02:00
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Euthanised
Doesn’t bother me how many kids they’ve got
Where they go on holiday or where they park their cocks
I’m much more concerned with who put them as their leader
Half witted imbeciles I could be talking about either
They’re all fucking wankers that I really do despise and every single one of them should be euthanised.
Upper class sociopaths posing as buffoons
Talking pish and poffle with their silver spoons
Modern day prince philip with their moronic attempts at talking
Racist upper class misogynists we carry on sleep walking
They’re all fucking wankers that I really do despise and every single one of them should be euthanised.
There is no point in democracy when we’re ruled by the financial state
We’ve lost all sense of community it’s selfishness that takes precedent
The left become right, the right become extreme, respectable in their suits
And money can buy anything your mind your life your truth
Wake up fucking Britain, cos someone put them there
They’re dangerous criminals that just don’t fucking care
Rule Britannia, Jerusalem, Hip Hip Hooray
Someone kill the bastards, let’s do it today.
They’re all fucking wankers that I really do despise and every single one of them should be euthanised.
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Pots 'n' Pans
02:12
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Pots ‘n’ Pans
Did you enjoy your patronising moments?
Out on the doorstep for your pat on the back
Show your support of our national treasure
Keep your blinkers on to stop the reality.
Bang your pots and pans, be seen to be heard, mindless useless bollocks it’s fucking absurd.
Reminds us of the war ‘cos that was so much fun, mindless useless bollocks you fucking cunts.
Did you enjoy your patronising moments?
Out on the doorstep to pat us on the head.
Did it make a difference to our minimum wage?
Battered workforce but there’s no outrage.
Bang your pots and pans, be seen to be heard, mindless useless bollocks it’s fucking absurd.
Reminds us of the war ‘cos that was so much fun, mindless useless bollocks you fucking cunts.
Did you enjoy your patronising moment?
Out on the doorstep for your pat on the back.
Slogans of wellbeing protect you from your guilt
Turn your back so you can’t see us wilt.
Bang your pots and pans, be seen to be heard, mindless useless bollocks it’s fucking absurd.
Reminds us of the war ‘cos that was so much fun, mindless useless bollocks you fucking cunts.
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Get Out the Scene
01:31
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Get Out the Scene
Look down your nose at me and tell me what you see
Drunken fucked up loser not who you want to be
Get out the scene, get out the way, make way for the youth
Get out the scene get out the way only they know the truth.
There’s nothing new in what you do, it’s all been done before
It’s who you know not what you do your perceptions are flawed.
Get out the scene, get out the way, make way for the youth
Get out the scene get out the way only they know the truth.
So remember us old fuckers who paved the way for you
We’ve kept on going will the same be said for you.
Get out the scene, get out the way, make way for the youth
Get out the scene get out the way only they know the truth.
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Neurotypical
02:05
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Neurotypical
Just be normal, whatever that means
Try a bit harder and just fit in
Neurotypical manipulative game
Neurotypial make sure we're all the same.
We will train you to act like us
Under the impression that we are doing you good.
Neurotypical manipulative game
Neurotypial make sure we're all the same.
We will help you because we're kind like that
Neurotypical sanctimonious twat
Neurotypical manipulative game
Neurotypial make sure we're all the same, the same, the same, the same, the same.
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Conviction Malice and Spite
My integrity means everything to me
Can't stand your lies, the thing I despise.
My conviction your malice and your spite
My conviction your malice and your spite
No responsibility for you you're guilt free
Blame others for all, can't see that your flawed.
My conviction your malice and your spite
My conviction your malice and your spite
You lie and you falsify, you lie and you falsify, you lie and you falsify
My integrity means everything to me
Can't stand your lies, the thing I despise.
My conviction your malice and your spite
My conviction your malice and your spite
My conviction your malice and your spite
You lie and you falsify.
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