Future Of The Left
Sorry Dad, I Was Late For The Riots
I got a bad backFrom a slow coachAnd a sore headFrom SkolYes, I'm old schoolAn I don't mean wiseAnd I'll fight youFor sureSorry Dad, I was late for the riotsI only found out it had all kicked offWhen the cameras cut to bonfires on the mallSlipknot came and assaulted TopshopFor reasons best known to themselvesWith colourful paint and a photographer from KerrangI've got a bad backFrom my hard workIn the salt minesOf WellsI'll destroy the stateIn my North Face fleeceIt was a birthday giftFrom GranSorry Dad, I was late for the riotsLetras de cancionesI tried to catch a cab on Camden High StreetBut the driver smelt the paraffin and ranI'd have driven it myself but the ibruprofenHad just kicked in and my head was killingI'm sure that Chumbawumba will understandSorry Dad, I know your father disapproved of Che GuevaraKept his whistle whiter than a racist at a swimming poolTimes have changed, the rich don't care aboutTotal war or the death of the churchThey just keep getting richerSorry Dad, I'm aware of the ironyBut you know my trustfund runs til 2025No matter what I doSo until then I'll enjoy the benefitOf a penthouse flat in KensingtonAnd once a year I'll run with the wolvesOh, the injustice of lifeLove, be a policeman tonight
From Letras Mania