Lyrics

One, two, testing, one two three I hate the world and world hates me I've got tats, I make gang signs Even when I don't know what they mean I'm a gangster, I do drugs Obey all the laws, and I stay clean I'm so scared I lost my lunch Where's your truncheon, Mr Punch? Never wear a colour cos a colour is gay Never wear yellow when there's mustard grey Stay on the right side of the right Dress for the world, the world of night Where's the flood, where's the flood? Where's the fucking riot, where's the river of blood Where's your truncheon, Mr Punch, hang about I've lost my lunch Dress like a robber and the robbers won't strike Dress in black for the world of night Who's got a whip? You've got a whip? I've got a whip stinging on my back We all stare, we're all hard, we're all their security guards Dress in fat in wobbly fat Tickled for the top with a whoosh You're a tool, I'm a tool, we're all tools for the fools by the pool We all stare, we're all hard, we're all their security guards Merge with the crowd, shout with the loud Don't stand out, that's not allowed Where's the flood, where's the flood? Where's the fucking riot, where's the river of blood Never wear a colour cos the colour is gay Never wear yellow when there's mustard grey Stay on the right side of the right Dress for the world, the world of night Where's the flood, where's the flood? Where's the fucking riot, where's the river of blood Where's your truncheon, Mr Punch, hang about I've lost my lunch I'm the baboon in the Mossad shades I'm the goon in the CIA Let's all dress like the idiots attacking When all we're the idiots under attack They've got prisons and I take two lumps Two lumps of the mud from the toxic dump I'm the goon in the CIA At the 11th Olympiad Never wear a colour, cos a colour is gay Never wear pink when there's black and grey Stay on the right side of the right Dress for the world, the world of night Merge with the crowd, shout with the loud Don't stand out, it's a sin to be proud They've got prisons, I've got lumps Where's your truncheon Mr Punch