Slit Your Own Throat
Exempt from the laws which you created,
your thought out lies becoming dated.
Ruin our lives then plead for support,
the noose around your neck is getting taught.
Slit your own throat.
Your ignorance is hard to believe,
do you want this country to bleed?
Stuck in a rut full of rot,
complain about things you haven't got.
Disrupt the lives of those around,
it's time you lot were underground.
But no-one hears when you start to moan,
sulk in self-pity 'till the cows come home.
your thought out lies becoming dated.
Ruin our lives then plead for support,
the noose around your neck is getting taught.
Slit your own throat.
Your ignorance is hard to believe,
do you want this country to bleed?
Stuck in a rut full of rot,
complain about things you haven't got.
Disrupt the lives of those around,
it's time you lot were underground.
But no-one hears when you start to moan,
sulk in self-pity 'till the cows come home.
Credits
Writer(s): Colin Derek Abrahall, Andrew Paul Williams, Colin Robert Blyth, Ross Andrew Lomas
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