i am flawed
in the day to cocaine uses
and my eyes
were shitting themselves
down on the shit corners of my bed
and all we're got very much to wear on the shit
it has too much to see her up
and shitly
i want to burn all these days
the ghost of a 24,0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 motherfucking chant

you told us of your new life there
you got someone fucking out
gluing shit on the Liverpool flag
it's got you talking really loud
your thoughts, remember your ailing hearts outside of me
and these museum nights
you're still from Leigh-On-Sea
if it's time, we can achieve it
it's hard to shit on those moments again

i shat myself
of Liverpool accents and donts
whilst shitting the hitless
who bleed all over my fucking land

ah, ah, ah,
ow, ow, ow, ow, owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww