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sleaford mods - blog maggot lyrics

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celebrities are flocking
my real mates are dropping
the english way:
if you look like y’winning they f+ck ya mate
winning what?
i got a fruit machine wi’ chewy on the slot
i’m knocking back nicotine beans
my fingertips tingle + official… or non+official
i just wanna send the f+cking email
blog maggot, youtube tw+t
if i ever meet the c+nt i’ll bite his f+cking head flat

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blog maggot

this is why the force is strong with a tory
no blonde moments, no+ones sh+te
we are just tricked into dislike
headcase men + dead men + war
ed sheeran selling fast + best album marketing farce
on you
we are john rocha + we are all john rocha
used to be fendi trendy + faintly trendy
now n0body gives a t+ss+r
all of this death + everyone’s deaf + all of the death
william s. burroughs can tell him seth
it’s all this death, who ever
on your facebook feed poster
philosophical w+nker
all this death
we are all half+cut + half+dead + hard to swallow
night trainers on me
i can’t sing about anarchy in all this death
you, multiple images, magazine men
i’m buff like a tent, smoking a peg men
guts like a stink pipe sink pipe
bits of bean juice washing+up sleep then death
all this death
all this death
all this death
all this f+cking death
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blog maggot

promenade voting jacket
silver bullet polo hacket
golden stitch don’t ya skinnage
no, i’m minted mate
geronimo, tally+ho, bombs away derek
don’t sound quite the same
they’ve all got sh+t eighties mahogany wood names
like fat cigars in sunburnt boxes
lord loxley cobhead in union jack wasits
robin thicke + thick as f+ck
the trendy s+x heads are all thick as f+ck
that c+nt with the big hat
he’s as thick as f+ck
that c+nt who gave drugs up
but still writes tunes that celebrate ’em
he’s as thick as f+ck

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blog maggot m+m+m+mm+mm
people can do what they want + no they can’t
y’can’t keep kissing that c+nt behind reception
it’s work you tw+t
and not a flashy love bite convention
moaning like a poor c+nt
like a shriveled bitter w+nker
a stomach full of gold blend trousers
like jo f+cking fox’s
new 30 mile speed limit enforce
speed camera pensioners on harleys, yeah course
y’reap the tudor piglets of picturesque hamlets
park outside some c+nt’s house
toggy pocket
he’s the gaffer
selwyn froggitt
i flog parrots to them grantham lads
do a little leonard one+skinner
it’s not that y’can handle it
it’s just that you don’t want to f+cking talk about it
pepper on chips
i can yam five filet of fish easy
the idea is you gotta go around the bend
and not into it
key markets, fine fare, fine trade
chris martin nightmare
nightmare n+n+n+nn+nn
nightmare n+n+n+nn+nn
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blog maggot

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