Revenue - Sleaford Mods

Pocket reacher

It’s the blokes that come out of nowhere

Who just start drinking there… every day

Something must have happened

The ruling body, mate

And the one before that

And the one before that too

And the one whilst you jumped on a baby mat

Throwing out poo

Jessie J pouts like an hardened sex grip

Tryin' to sell an album, her team… useless

And the road ain’t long, it’s short for the sell-out

Full of dead ridden sweeties, sex pout…

Handouts, gimmie it back, no friends

Y’didn’t sell any records

Well, piss off then

Who didn’t have times to keep

The revenue of all of you is in concrete

Who didn’t have things to do

The revenue of all of you is overdue

(The fingers are melting) overdue

(The fingers are melting) overdue

You’re all Cherie Blairs you look like sea lions

Pissed up on betrayal

Let’s save the poor in Peckham, I’ll send you an email

Y’politics is Polyfilla for the cracks in your…

Oh dear, look at me, I seem to be desperate

For a need… to appear trendy flavour of the year

Shop policies bring out the pissed-off left

Who didn’t even care last year

It’s like the Nile without the palm trees… senile

Yellow river stinks still got the potential to be Hitler

A crap cat, chucking out a crap litter

And the rest lost an'… tie

Who didn’t have times to keep

The revenue of all of you is in concrete

Who didn’t have things to do

The revenue of all of you is overdue

Who didn’t have times to keep

The revenue of all of you is in concrete

Who didn’t have things to do

The revenue of all of you is overdue

Who didn’t have times to keep

The revenue of all of you is in concrete

Who didn’t have things to do

The revenue of all of you is overdue

Who didn’t have things to keep

The revenue of all of you is in concrete

Who didn’t have things to do

The revenue of all of you is overdue