Chase

Lyrics

[George (George Sampson) & Frenchy(Chantal Claret)] AH, AH, FUCKIN' HELL Alright, well listen Ah, lets just get down to buisness all right No more mucking about, lets just crack on with it alright? Why don't you just drive and shut the hell up? We have shit to do Oh it's fun and games for us, son Give me a cigarette Wait here, and right now, listen to me! No, you listen to me! You know what the score is, you know what we do best There's always fucking money to be made You don't have to tell me I know what I'm doing, you worry about yourself [Tyre schreeching, horn blaring] Are you crazy? You're going to kill us! There it is! Hurry up, don't be late! Wеll, lets have it, right? No more fuckin' about [Gunshots] What arе you doing? This was supposed to be an easy job You just made it more- Shut your fucking noise [George laughs] Man, they're right behind us [Car horns blaring] [Frency screams] I thought you was gonna wet yourself Kiss me, kiss me you son of a bitch Ah fuckin' hell, mate [Unintelligble Police Radio Chatter] [Police sirens] The police are going to find us and when they do I'm not going to be here - you're on your own You bastard, you come on too deep, you cunt Yeah I'm a right fuckin' cunt You wanna give in large, yeah? Well I'm gonna burry you where you fuckin' stand Look out! [More Police Radio Noises] (Kiss me x8)