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letra de black monday - sleaford mods

well gather your gods

waiting room stench, the loos smell nice
faces of death rip the tickets
fifty potential health problems cover the walls
i could have them all, who cares
death rays burn the air conditioning
and smash out the warnings that everyone needs to hear
this is the end of your cool black monday
deadly sixty, welcome back at 8
i can’t believe the rich still exist
let alone f-cking rule the country, mate
dogwaste car showrooms, look f-cking stupid
shiny inventions, un0btainable for the real
obtainable for the t-ts
big car, small life
that’s just the way it is

black monday
black monday
black monday
black monday for the tory

well gather your gods

we took back the streets from the potholes
and the last remaining internet cafes on the boulevards
we overturn world order – 10,000 strong
it’s not enough anymore just to have a f-cking singalong
so i started hating the coppers
f-cking showstoppers
low-flying helicopters
spoil season five, nip/tuck
keith weetabix, tastes like crab sticks
wake up, what’s that c-nt doing outside near my f-cking my car lot?
echo beach, glitter
eighties segregation, so sh-t
financial ladder, false t-t party, blackadder
what has it come to when only the monsters point the finger
i’m not a burger, i’m not a f-cking zinger
needles protect the neon logos from pigeon sh-t
and the blue sky’s wasted, it’s f-cking sick of it

black monday
black monday
black monday
black monday for the tory

- sleaford mods

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