Dull

Dull

It's all dull, shadowed sentence as you look out

kerbs, road paint, murder mile, you better look out

across the routines, in town then out

the flow of day shift give way to nights, time and half

four days on and seven off, work like fuck, top off

no good news is all it is, few perks

try'n'live ya life fuckin' go berserk

we are the cheap flights looking at the Ferrari on show in duty free

choice of 200 cars tickets from £3.50 bag of fags

fry ups falling out our rumbling cracks

but not me, I'm sick of the fat soaked farm eggs kid, mate - gluten free

try scrolling down the website of the NME, without laughing

I'll give ya ten quid if you can keep a straight face honestly

just fuckin' try it mate

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Chop sticks roll around my hand, big screen airport stand

four flights, two hour journey, feet feel cold mate, big fat Berni's

Bernie Winters' roll neck splinters

Snorbit's on the pull he's got his Chappie hat

rescue dogs ain't fucking dull, like you, like me

let's do star jumps with white teeth, moosey, no fee

we don't sell our souls anymore, give it away for free

please please me, dead bingo

Brexit loves that fuckin' Ringo

safe bet, all the oldies vote for death

strap down watch them and strike fast, why not?

They wanna kill people who ain't got a lot

No switch theme, we should take the house and fuck them

Why not, they wanna kill people who ain't got a lot

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Timeline's in the bin, all this fuckin' expert knowledge

slating the big guns get 'em locked-up like Porridge

on ya keyboard Evil Knievel

how to win pens and scribble on people

essence of life, little worms that light up when ya look at the sky

constellation, masturbation but that wasn't said by me

I don't fumble in my jungle I am wanking free, born free

free's not right that's not good

spend ya life on fuckin' PornHub

black and orange, what d'ya say?

Sexy this and what a farce

the reality of pinching too much arse

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