More songs by KNEECAP
Description
Lead Vocals: KNEECAP
Mixing Engineer: Matt J Barnes
Producer: Paul Hartnoll
Sound Engineer: Matt J Barnes
Composer: Paul Hartnoll
Composer: Matthew McBriar
Composer: Andrew Ferguson
Lyrics and translation
Original
Decorum glubulous!
The world has your feet in their politics for you and me. Decorum glubulous!
Now the other beast of conservative reach, -feeding overseas.
-Tell me chin about a goonie switch on, high come, it's always on me to be shorting everything. Run along, fuck sake,
I'm sick of you cunts, that's it! I'm going off the grid, swing woo-hee.
That can't glass to me, my architectural strides, man, there's nothing to see.
I'm going for a turtle and a dip in the sea.
I can quit the land, dude, that's a little -bit of me. -Me cap always filling the void, but when
I'm sat at Twaky Annie, just chill with the boys.
I beat an orange color statue, making some noise. It's only post-politoir that they're trying to avoid.
You're not getting away with fuck all. You're not getting away with doing nothing.
The animal genre doesn't look strong. You think we move on and forget what happened?
Nah, fuck your slurmer. Netanyahu's bitching till I say it over.
Better off as compost for farmers. Every time I watch a president, I'm on horrors.
These days, shit are real, not a next war film. No escaping it, the fucking are rough one.
The mission starts to see our own home.
Twaddle themselves, the fools with their own. . .
Decorum glubulous!
The world has your feet in their politics for you and me. Decorum glubulous!
Now the other beast of conservative reach, feeding overseas. Decorum glubulous!
The world has your feet in their politics for you and me. Decorum glubulous!
Now the other beast of conservative reach, feeding overseas.
Seán Skaill of America, excuse but America, I give you all just a couple of taunt, oh man, you're a silly wee.
Seán Skaill of America, excuse but America, I give you all just a couple of -taunt, oh man, you're a silly wee.
-Neil Leonard or Quarry, Kester and Labour cloven. Never seen a cunt so boring with a resting face of moving.
Personality stolen, like a constant state of condolence.
Your face tells a story like -you're smashing to be folded. -You can change language, him.
You were probably your way back when.
People, they were there with the wop, nobody stood in their way. Colonial crimes, now we're looking back then.
You're behind rather rash, a shade cone, then the artifacts were taken, all that.
Look, mate, the bodies are cracked. The journey is a breakdown, that's a fact.
Decorum glubulous!
The world has your feet in their politics for you and me. Decorum glubulous!
Now the other beast of conservative reach, feeding overseas. Decorum glubulous!
The world has your feet in their politics for you and me. Decorum glubulous!
Now the other beast of conservative reach, feeding overseas.