At Rico's Fall

You're not The A-Team
Just a greedy fucker
Your time is right now
So no more excuses
No more excuses
You planned it right out
For fortune and fame
You're only to blame
You're only to blame
Your morals are high
But you're feeling cruel

Welcome to my fuck off pocket
It's got some things to teach you
Popping out your eyeball socket
Instead of crafting the bruise

Fuck your daydream
Ask your Georgian woman
Your time has run out
You try to refuse it
You try to refuse it
There is no other
Way to fix you
To think of a few
To think of a few
Call off the search and
Bring back the war they all seek

The time is now

At Rico's Fall
At Rico's Fall

Welcome to my fuck off pocket
It's got some things to ask you
Popping out your eyeball socket
Instead of crafting the bruise



Credits
Writer(s): Oli Pringle
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