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Excuse me, mate You've just dropped one of your tattoos Yeah, just over there Excuse me, mate You've just dropped one of your tattoos (Oh have I?) Yeah, just over there I don't really wanna save your venue You're talking to me like a seven-year-old that's not gone to bed before they should do This isn't school Does it bother me? A bit I still wanna be rated by some prick You're not DiY, you're a fucking twat You look like Fred Dibnah and your haircut's crap You're in a shouty band, you're not original, man You're like the edgy version of something shit Shouty Dibnah in an All Saints jacket You sell guitars on Facebook And you drink too much beer, sonny You do playlists for Fred Perry, you boring cunt And you shave your hair just above your ear Oh yeah, not another white bloke agro band Oh yeah, we're all the fucking same Let's not kid ourselves, man Letras de cancionesSome win and some lose the fame game-ah I saw a doctor, I said-ah, "Why do I feel like slapping these B&M goths All this post-punk dross?" He said-ah, "Because they're fucking cunts, Jason Fucking hit 'em!" Yeah So many reasons why So many reasons why So many reasons why I say death to your DIWhy Yeah I just seen it over there next to the nativity play you got goin' on The three wise men bringing nonsense, tinsel and dur You with your book on unknown singers Covered in blood Oh, it suits you, sir! Why is talking to me like I'm 7 on the menu? Fuck yourself And fuck your venue Cup's too big, but that's alright 'cause I don't wanna burn my hands As I order sausages Hovel stop Shouting at the misery block Like me, just Dan and chip off the old block Butcher's death Prisoner Cell Block H You need to get eight steaks out of that one piece, mate-ah So many reasons why So many reasons why So many reasons why I say death to your DIWhy Yeah Make it slice air Something we don't get as much Make it slice there Something we don't get as much Make it slice where You choose, make it slice Get as much Make it slice where Something we don't get as much Make it slice there Make it slice air Something we don't get as much Make it slice where Something we don't get as much Make it slice where Make it slice there Yeah So many reasons why So many reasons why So many reasons why I say death to your DIWhy From Letras Mania