Were living in a boring world
Im living on booze and birds
They say that everythings free
Its not true and it will never be
No I dont give a fuck
Sometimes I think I will be dead
With all the glue that is in my head
No jobs and we want no pope
There is nothing left and I have got no hope
Writer(s): Mark Harris, Louise Wright, Andrew Lealand, Robert Harrington
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