Dead Men Don't Grin

I used to drink Ribena
From the bottle like a rebel
But I stopped 'cause my Mum
Said it would turn me purple
But I'm not that gullible
I'm wiser to that now

And I'm wise to your tricks
And your dirty habits
And what you get up to on the weekend
Is it true, what they say about you?

And I told you a million times
That you're in my head
And I don't want you there
'Cause you want me dead

And you get around Manny town
More than a taxi man
I often question myself as to how you
Actually can
I don't know, simply how you do it

And I'm wise to your tricks
And your dirty habits
And what you get up to on weekdays
And it seems
This is a common affair with you

And I told you a million times
That you're in my head
And I don't want you there
'Cause you want me dead
And I told you a million times
That you're in my head
Congratulations babe
I don't want you there



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Greenhalgh-lee
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