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Yeah, people need hurting And I'm the geezer I'll come round your 'ouse I'll slap you with my Visa I don't care about this wellness shit I'm the nightmare to your progressive business, out cold Welcome to the country where everybody's old In the head, no sex between couples in bed Slice a what? Slice of lantern on the beach Skies just take off Watch the cold light of night carry wheat far Horse and cart, two ciders Everybody wants the nice things on their riders Like mist, no leadership Everyone's just pissed, or gone, or out for blood and bombs Blood and bombs Upfront The people's republic Nom nom nom Blood and bombs Upfront The people's republic Nom nom nom I lost I lost the lost weekend I lost I lost the lost weekend Yeah Yeah, people need hurting There will be no teaser I'll jump straight through ya window And I'll slap ya with my Visa Empty can, crushed it up with my bare hand Like, arsed, this is the vocabulary of The unmasked, the new right The stems you sent just don't sound tight This does, the new world order is a nice puss Lovely cat, aw, what's her name mate? Aw that's lovely that You got a lovely cat Yeah You got a lovely cat, puss Blood and bombs Upfront The people's republic Nom nom nom Yeah You got a lovely cat Blood and bombs Upfront The people's republic Nom nom nom I lost I lost the lost weekend I lost the lost weekend Before it came into view I lost I lost the lost weekend I lost the lost weekend Before it came into view And it all comes down to you All comes down to you It all comes down to you And it all comes down to you And it all comes down to you And it all comes down to you And it all comes down to you And it all comes down to you It all comes down to you And it all comes down to you And it all comes down to you And it all comes down to you