Talkn Shit - YTB Fatt

Everyone loves you, nobody cares An awful collection of enemies and friends Congratulations to you with sad regrets I'm tired of the old shit, let the new shit begin The psychic pain of living in this world It's overwhelming me, again and again A beautiful afternoon, inside you in your bed I'm tired of the old shit, let the new shit begin Nobody loves you, everyone cares None of them know what's coming 'round the bend Congratulations to me, many happy returns I'm tired of the old shit, let the new shit begin

Judging by his outlandish attire He's some kind of free thinking anarchist Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Do something about it Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Do something about it Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Well i'm really back to basics right beside a bar Choke the double trouble big one to the joker with card Good call What's the crack what's the damage done today From the commons to the common a banana skin away Knock it back knock it out Chuck a nightmare dart Quiet Compere on the mic turns turning to the court Putting beef vol-au-vents across the union jack Bolinger and bitter says the colonies are back Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Do something about it Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Do something about it Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit You think you're god's gift You're a liar I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire You think you're god's gift You're a liar I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Do something about it Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Up yer ronson Take a tab With a flash of zippo light Catch the hip parade passing the polaroids right Check the manic little rebel with a bottle in his hand A rhyming manifesto and a butty from his mam Local lad made bad with cowboy charm Claims he doesn't really mean every screw-'em-all barb Pass the mic Karaoke with the yesteryear stars Time to weep into your beer til the fireworks start Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Do something about it Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Do something about it Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit You think you're god's gift You're a liar I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire You think you're god's gift You're a liar I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit Do something about it Can't hear you 'cos your mouth's full of shit (Repeat till fade)