Verse 1 I had to let my TV set go its funny how things turn out you know Did the BBC take the licence fee then pay the wages of paedos? but its alright its alright they swear they didn't know crazy old David Icke knew and hes been talking about it since two thaousand and oh but we wont go there cos people get scared if you talk about conspiracy theories you might look mad unless you write a book or make a short TV series here you go have another episode of V an original concept about a reptilian elite a work of fiction with no basis in reality What can i do im just a bloke i watch the news and my anger provokes me to get involved somehow but i dont know where to start or where to go or what to do maybe if i joined that angry mob that could be a start then i see them on the telly acting like reeeetards ind i think naaaa fuck that better find another crew what about those activists that are always out there occupying shit with a catchy phrase and picket sign they might as well have another crack it didnt work last time oh whats the point i'm not even gonna push my luck theres not much one man can do out there this country is fucked this country is fucked yeeeaaaahhh this country is fucked Verse 2 that's a nice bouncy riff let me grab my spliff i better have a puff to explain this shit now i am no economist but i know when somebody is taking the piss they just took away my benefits and the job center staff are a bunch of dicks they said there aint no work for me i just spent seven grand on a degree well that was a waste of time im gonna have turn to a life of crime yeah ill become a MP and second home in London for free ill send your job overseas them blame you for the poor GDP and run around CLAIMING that im not corrupt oh no Stop oi whats that sound? everybody look whats going down i just saw a man get his head chopped off in broad daylight in a first world town the killer didn't even try to hide his face Winston would jump out of his grave if he could see what we've done with the place in the media its the same old slant can i get a woop woop no you cant! cos i'm greedier than a bumblebee and i dont care about your security so prepare yourselves for world war three you aint gonna get no help from me and i don't think Churchills gonna show up you know why..... this country is fucked this country is fucked yeeeaaaahhh this country is fucked

Verse 1 Its been lots fun we've had a good run but the indicators say that we're nearly done nobodies really paying enough attention to the people of the sun but the crazy ones but i need to know what i need to know an as i tip toe through the endless info i nearly slip through seven or eight rabbit holes but i grip too logical scenarios so turn on your radios fuck that turn em off we don't speak any more of war round here ignore the past and the futures lost that line was in the sand but that rubicon's been crossed sell ice to the eskimos if you can find a better price the ill beat the cost. Verse 2 The emergencies emerging quickly the horsemen are galloping through the trees relentlessly metaphorically but i do see war famine and disease and pestilence killing all the Bees why are those fish washed up on the beach? why are all those birds dead in the road? and whats with the sky and them long white streaks i'm grabbing at something that i just cant reach stabbing and crunching and drinking bleach ripping the scabs off to feed the leach that feels the need to feed constantly ill just blame industry or HAARP or some nefarious group of men that meet in secrecy Chorus The futures razorblades dressed in a long black gown this ships un-fucking-sinkable yet still we're going down the cavalry of consequence is drawing near the balance must be re-stored Re-Store Trampled by bears and bulls in prisons unconfined beware the hidden cost the victim is declined don't rely on another mans eyes the ashes of a thousand cows Verse 3 The multitude of co-incidences loosing track of the incidents November should not be this warm how long have got until the next storm? yeah tidal waves and hurricanes so destructive that we give them names what ever the weather they're getting closer together so have a little look around and never say never this whole town could be under sea if it could happen to them then it could happen to me and if it happens again then it will probably be just another dead headline news story so in the age of complacency i gotta leave myself more room to breathe just pass that last disaster by and sidestep the next catastrophe Chorus The futures razorblades dressed in a long black gown this ships un-fucking-sinkable yet still we're going down the cavalry of consequence is drawing near the balance must be re-stored Re-Store Trampled by bears and bulls in prisons unconfined beware the hidden cost the victim is declined don't rely on another mans eyes the ashes of a thousand cows

Verse 1 The tunes a banger everyone in the club goes mad and i cant seem to find Ricky, James, Luke, Steve or Dan i'm at the bar with every bodies drinks gimme my my change bitch i gotta go and find my crew, thank you she didn't hear me anyway over the tunes ahh fuck her theres Rick 'oi carry some of these drinks you prick, wheres everybody else gone?' 'Luke, Steve and Dan are out the front talking to tom' 'come on then bruv lets move cos i cant hear a word you're saying, and im roasting for a cigarette but theres no way i'm paying like a tenner for sixteen out of that fucking machine' 'man did you give your number to that bird in the green dress?' 'yes, lets do these shots it was three for one so i got lots. Fuck Me did you just hear that last tune drop?' 'yes bruv, wheres James i aint seen him for like an hour?' 'Hes getting hold hold of that redhead with the tattoo of the flowers' Chorus Its another tune about a night in a club every body put your hands to the sky Its another tune about a night in a club a night in a club where everybody dies Verse 2 'Look up there, Its kicking off mate all the doorman just bolted up to the back of the club where James was i bet he's insulted some one he's been drinking since lunch time you know what he gets like i don't think he's had line since half nine.' 'better go check mate, he's probably a right state and the bird that he was tonguing is going out with an head case, if he's in here he's going to fucking kill James I know him from the rugby club he's fucking insane.' Nobodies dancing now everyones trying to get out somebodies fired shots inside and frightened the crowd 'fuck Jimmy's not breathing man he's flat on the ground theres blood on the dance floor call an ambulance now' 'theres one on the way bruv, but i think its too late bruv and the cunt who did the shootings trying to make an escape bruv' 'hes heading for the fire exit somebody stop him' 'gimme that metal bar he won't get far ill fucking drop him' Chorus Its another tune about a night in a club every body put your hands to the sky Its another tune about a night in a club a night in a club where everybody dies Verse 3 So Ricky's fighting with the dick head who let off a couple of shells and there fifteen hundred piss heads evacuating themselves in a panic i'm screaming 'Jimmy don't leave me man, you cant die' but he's already in hell fuck, Ricky's out numbered man he's out of his depth he's being pinned to the ground and kicked in the head by a striker, i gotta do something now i grab a champagne bottle and knock his teeth out now i'm outnumbered and all these mugs are coming for me it looking like i'm gonna die then out of nowhere comes Steve yeah with a chair to the back of the head he knocks the biggest one out 'nice one bother, that what the fuck i'm talking about' 'there's a fire in the lobby man, we're gonna have to make a move no we don't know how it started but its spreading through the rooms proper quick' 'yeah tonights been sick, there's bodies getting trampled by a stampede in the exit' Chorus Its another tune about a night in a club every body put your hands to the sky Its another tune about a night in a club a night in a club where everybody dies

Verse 1 Whats the story whats the plan i used to be a better man so keep your fucking platitudes and ill keep my fucking attitude its friday night and iv'e been paid it's time to piss it all away the futures bright forget the past i'm gonna do some blow off a hookers arse Chorus Take a shot and do a line oh my god i'm feeling fine don't give me no shit tonight just give me whiskey and cocaine cocaine a demon's running round in my head when i cant get no sleep the demon runs around in my head terrorising me verse 2 There's only one life i would choose iv'e got to sing my cocaine blues and sniff all my problems away i'm paranoid but thats okay i get drunk and go for a drive i cant believe i'm still alive if there was one thing i could change i would put more nostrils in my face Chorus Take a shot and do a line oh my god i'm feeling fine don't give me no shit tonight just give me whiskey and cocaine cocaine a demon's running round in my head when i cant get no sleep the demon runs around in my head terrorising me