Freedom
It’s where ever I lead them
What it does to some
It’s all about having fun
Go get some
What gives you the right
When it’s for what I fight
And seen the light
It’s all alright
Follow me around all day
For your fuckin’ pay
That’ll be the day
That’s all I gotta say.
It’d all about freedom
So go get some
Freedom
The useless genius
Its like a Venus trap
Nest time we’ll write a map
Oh it’s time to go blap!
Genius is the making of perfection
Perfector is the selector
Be destroyed at persils drop,
To make a map – I go blop!
It’s fun to do that
I’m a chatting Nazi
Itching to get nasty
Give you a blast
Don’t run at me too fast
Like Slim Shady
Get your torches out
I’m a real person in a bad way
Come see me, no way!
You need a fucking dad
To be proper bad
Your all mad
You’ll see
Why you make me feel bad
When your all just sad
You make me proper mad!
Who am I
Don’t ask why
I’m fuckin mad
I play football in a players team
That’s what you mean
That’s who I am
Get down…..
The mothership trip
What a relationship
Got any information man?
Fifty?
Did you get a time
Make you mine all mine
Words by Jo Harfield
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