Plan B

Let's all go on an urban safari
we might see some illegal migrants
Oi look there's a chav,
that means council housed and violent
He's got a hoodie on give him a hug,
on second thoughts don't you don't wanna get mugged
Oh shit too late that was kinda dumb
whose idea was that...stupid...
He's got some front, ain't we all,
be the joker, play the fool
What's politics, ain't it all
smoke and mirrors, April fools
All year round, all in all
just another brick in the wall
Get away with murder in the schools
use four letter swear words coz we're cool
We're all drinkers, drug takers
every single one of us buns the herb
Keep on believing what you read in the papers
council estate kids, scum of the earth
Think you know how life on a council estate is,
from everything you've ever read about it or heard,
Well it's all true, so stay where you're safest
there's no need to step foot out the burbs
Truth is here, we're all disturbed
we cheat and lie its so absurd
Feed the fear that's what we've learned
Fuel the fire,
Let it burn.
CHORUS
Oi! I said Oi!
What you looking at you little rich boy!
We're poor round here, run home and lock your door
don't come round here no more, you could get robbed for
Real (yeah) because my manors ill
My manors ill
For real
Yeah you know my manors ill, my manors ill!
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