blog maggot - sleaford mods lyrics
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celebrities are flocking
my real mates are dropping
the english way:
if you look like y’winning they f*ck ya mate
winning what?
i got a fruit machine wi’ chewy on the slot
i’m knocking back nicotine beans
my fingertips tingle * official… or non*official
i just wanna send the f*cking email
blog maggot, youtube tw*t
if i ever meet the c*nt i’ll bite his f*cking head flat
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this is why the force is strong with a tory
no blonde moments, no*ones sh*te
we are just tricked into dislike
headcase men * dead men * war
ed sheeran selling fast * best album marketing farce
on you
we are john rocha * we are all john rocha
used to be fendi trendy * faintly trendy
now n0body gives a t*ss*r
all of this death * everyone’s deaf * all of the death
william s. burroughs can tell him seth
it’s all this death, who ever
on your facebook feed poster
philosophical w*nker
all this death
we are all half*cut * half*dead * hard to swallow
night trainers on me
i can’t sing about anarchy in all this death
you, multiple images, magazine men
i’m buff like a tent, smoking a peg men
guts like a stink pipe sink pipe
bits of bean juice washing*up sleep then death
all this death
all this death
all this death
all this f*cking death
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promenade voting jacket
silver bullet polo hacket
golden stitch don’t ya skinnage
no, i’m minted mate
geronimo, tally*ho, bombs away derek
don’t sound quite the same
they’ve all got sh*t eighties mahogany wood names
like fat cigars in sunburnt boxes
lord loxley cobhead in union jack wasits
robin thicke * thick as f*ck
the trendy s*x heads are all thick as f*ck
that c*nt with the big hat
he’s as thick as f*ck
that c*nt who gave drugs up
but still writes tunes that celebrate ’em
he’s as thick as f*ck
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people can do what they want * no they can’t
y’can’t keep kissing that c*nt behind reception
it’s work you tw*t
and not a flashy love bite convention
moaning like a poor c*nt
like a shriveled bitter w*nker
a stomach full of gold blend trousers
like jo f*cking fox’s
new 30 mile speed limit enforce
speed camera pensioners on harleys, yeah course
y’reap the tudor piglets of picturesque hamlets
park outside some c*nt’s house
toggy pocket
he’s the gaffer
selwyn froggitt
i flog parrots to them grantham lads
do a little leonard one*skinner
it’s not that y’can handle it
it’s just that you don’t want to f*cking talk about it
pepper on chips
i can yam five filet of fish easy
the idea is you gotta go around the bend
and not into it
key markets, fine fare, fine trade
chris martin nightmare
nightmare n*n*n*nn*nn
nightmare n*n*n*nn*nn
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