I might rob your house, I might rob your
I'ma take the shit, I'ma take it
If I make it out, if I make it
I'll do it and do it 'til I can't sleep at night
Wake up, and tune in to the entertainment
My Lord, such a bunch of fucking waste men
Fuck off, nobody buying what you're selling
Oh my God, we messed it up
And I've not left my bed at all
Hold up, that's a pricey bit of pavement
High on nicotine and adoration
Fuck off, I ain't even got my pay cheque
But I've already spent it all
On living in principle
I might rob your house in the broad daylight
I'ma take the shit I don't even like
If I make it out in the nick of time
I'll do it and do it 'til I can't sleep at night
Hi, I'm a politician, and I'm addicted to making difference
I'm just assisting all your decisions
There's nothing in it, I think we'll win it
We fucking didn't, just fucking wing it
I'm such a bitch for a broken system
A pot to piss in or take the piss with
A bit of schism or nihilism
It's 2020-something Britain
It's cold in hell with expensive heating
Am I delivered?
He's hot as hell but takes a shitty image
And paints a pretty, pretty picture, but says nothing, innit?
Is that complicit? Could you at least pretend you're listening?
Is he a lizard? Am I a dickhead?
Just pass the spirit, and throw a couple hundred with it, ah
I might rob your house in the broad daylight
I'ma take the shit I don't even like
If I make it out in the nick of time
I'll do it and do it 'til I can't sleep at night
I might rob your house in the broad daylight
I'ma take the shit I don't even like
If I make it out in the nick of time
I'll do it and do it 'til I can't sleep at night
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I might rob your house in the broad daylight
I'ma take the shit I don't even like
If I make it out in the nick of time
I'll do it and do it 'til I can't sleep at night
I might rob your house in the broad daylight
I'ma take the shit I don't even like
If I make it out in the nick of time
I'll do it and do it 'til I can't sleep at night