Young Fathers – Come To Life lyrics

The nature is nurture In response to this amicable lecture Could it be written underneath the deckchair? Play fair False pretences Underhanded tactics Undermine your mind Add the balance to the debt When you hear the bells chime Suck up noses Retract slowly Detatch the slack slogan Pick up only I heard it in a monologue Reconsideration in a motorway Travelodge Stand up, rip your honours off History, survivor of the cannon balls Mother doesn't sleep well if I'm not in town She couldn't give a fuck if the exchange rate is down So come to the rope in the service of hope Gather all the children and head for the coast Come to life, you're dead Don't you go in there Come to life, you're dead Don't you go in there Just before the [?] fuck it up Ch-ch-ch-ch-chop it up and put it your pot Tell him 'bout the visions and your feelings and the guns If you come to a decision You can come to a decision Daily necessities, tangled by a safety net Fixed term penalties, stocks on the internet Paying for a green card, starting off at Bucharest Talking to my mother Send another cheque Philosophical bullshit is the shit I resurrect Smoke a weaker substance And I suck a Nicorette And mixing, almost there Answer, before you say yes Honestly Come to life, you're dead Don't you go in there Come to life, you're dead Don't you go in there Just before fuck it up Explain Request ×

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