For He's a Jolly Good Felon

Simon, don't stop with all the lying

'Cause we know where you're from

You get along by taking things that don't belong to you

So can you feel it? (Oh, oh, oh)

Oh, when you steal it (Oh, oh, oh)

All that adrenaline, living in sin

And you can sell it off for half the price

Oh, what would your mother say?

We take to get along

We're holding on, we're holding on

And all these estates we're on

Everyone's singing

Mikey, oh where'd you get the Nikes?

'Cause I know you ain't got the notes to drop

Left alone, you'd take the fucking lot

Not succeding (oh, oh, oh)

Nothing to believe in (oh, oh, oh)

'Cause it will all go wrong, everything's gone

Now your future is on the roll of a dice

And that's the price that you pay

We take to get along

We're holding on, we're holding on

And all these estates we're on

Everyone's singing

We don't need anyone

We're holding on, we're holding on

All the police are wrong

So we're still singing

Seven days a week

Patrolling all the streets

I try to stop, but I can't help it

I know you call me weak

My future is oblique

I take to get along, but I still need it

We take to get along

We're holding on, we're holding on

And all these estates we're on

Everyone's still singing

We take to get along

We're holding on, we're holding on

And all these estates we're on

Everyone's singing

We don't need anyone

We're holding on, we're holding on

We don't need anyone (everyone's singing)

We don't need anyone

We're holding on, we're holding on

We don't need anyone ('cause we're still singing)