B-Roads
Police wanna talk t' me
About some missin' TNT
An I owe like a hundred pounds
To a Thousand cats around
And I'm known by a biker gang
As the next, neck they gonna' hang
So, we gotta stick to the B-roads
Ohhhh but'a,
They can cheat, they can burn your clothes
It only takes one minute, to blacken up your soul
My momma' told me, you gotta live on the run
or you'll die young
My momma' told me, you gotta live on the run
or you'll die young
City bank put a gun on me
I never paid for my C2C
And they sent like a hundred guys
So right then I shut my eyes
And I'm known to a biker gang,
As the next neck they gonna' hang,
So, we gotta stick to the B-roads
Ohhhh but'a,
They can cheat, they can burn your clothes
It only takes one minute, to blacken up your soul
My momma' told me, you gotta live on the run
or you'll die young,
My momma' told me, you gotta live on the run
or you'll die young
And I'm known to a biker gang,
As the next neck they gonna' hang,
So, we gotta stick to the B-roads
Ohhhh but'a,
They can cheat, they can burn your clothes
It only takes one minute, to blacken up your soul
She sat me down, said boy don't cry
'Cause one day, everybody gotta die
My momma' told me, you gotta live on the run
or you'll die young,
My momma' told me, you gotta live on the run
or you'll die young
My momma she told me, get running boy, c'mon
My momma told me, run
My momma told me, run
My momma told me, run
About some missin' TNT
An I owe like a hundred pounds
To a Thousand cats around
And I'm known by a biker gang
As the next, neck they gonna' hang
So, we gotta stick to the B-roads
Ohhhh but'a,
They can cheat, they can burn your clothes
It only takes one minute, to blacken up your soul
My momma' told me, you gotta live on the run
or you'll die young
My momma' told me, you gotta live on the run
or you'll die young
City bank put a gun on me
I never paid for my C2C
And they sent like a hundred guys
So right then I shut my eyes
And I'm known to a biker gang,
As the next neck they gonna' hang,
So, we gotta stick to the B-roads
Ohhhh but'a,
They can cheat, they can burn your clothes
It only takes one minute, to blacken up your soul
My momma' told me, you gotta live on the run
or you'll die young,
My momma' told me, you gotta live on the run
or you'll die young
And I'm known to a biker gang,
As the next neck they gonna' hang,
So, we gotta stick to the B-roads
Ohhhh but'a,
They can cheat, they can burn your clothes
It only takes one minute, to blacken up your soul
She sat me down, said boy don't cry
'Cause one day, everybody gotta die
My momma' told me, you gotta live on the run
or you'll die young,
My momma' told me, you gotta live on the run
or you'll die young
My momma she told me, get running boy, c'mon
My momma told me, run
My momma told me, run
My momma told me, run
Credits
Writer(s): Mitchell Joshua Ayling, Daniel Le Gresley, Luke Jonathan Ayling, Ricky Nunn
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