Chase

(album: Fuktronic - 2020)

Oh oh, fucking hell
Alright, well listen
Ah, let's just get down to business, alright
No more mucking about, let's just crack on with it, 'right
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

Right 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 just worry about yourself

Are you crazy?
You're going to kill us

There it is
Hurry up, don't be late

Well, let's have it right?
No more fucking about
What are you doing?
This was supposed to be an easy job
You just made it more...
Shut your fucking noise!

Ahahahaha
Man, they're right behind us

I thought you was gonna wet yourself
Kiss me, kiss me you son of a bitch
Ah, fucking hell mate

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
Come on to be, you cunt?
Yeah, I'm a right fucking cunt

You wanna give it a large, yeah?
Well, I'm gonna bury you where you fucking stand
Look out!

(Kiss me)
(Kiss me)
(Kiss me)
(Kiss me)