Never Fight A Man With A Perm (Explicit)
Idles"Never Fight A Man With A Perm (Explicit)" é uma música de Idles, 2018, Pop. A música tem 3:37 de duração, 57 lines / 275 words.
Letra
0:00Never Fight a Man with a Perm - Idles
0:13Brylcreem Creatine
0:16And a bag of Charlie Sheen
0:19Brylcreem Creatine
0:22And a bag of c*****e
0:25A dulcet man with a dolcet tone
0:28From a dulcet town and a dolcet home
0:31He hates me I like that
0:34Two arms like big baseball bats
0:38I bark he bites back
0:41A jaw like a ****-off bear trap
0:44He said these boots are made for stomping
0:48And that's just what they'll do
0:51One of these days these boots are gonna
0:54Stomp all over you
0:58I said I've got a penchant for
1:01Smokes and kicking douches in the mouth
1:05Sadly for you my last cigarette's gone out
1:12Concrete to leather
1:15Concrete to leather
1:18Concrete to leather
1:21Concrete
1:24Concrete to leather
1:27Concrete to leather
1:31Concrete to leather
1:34Concrete
1:50A heathen from Eton
1:53On a bag of Michael Keaton
1:56A heathen from Eton
1:59On a bag of Michael Keaton
2:02He thinks he's suave
2:04You're not suave 'cause you watched get carter
2:07You are a catalogue plastic Sinatra
2:10A tryhard who should've tried harder
2:14Me oh me oh my Roy
2:17You look like a walking thyroid
2:20You're not a man you're a gland
2:23You're one big neck with sausage hands
2:27You are a Topshop tyrant
2:30Even your haircut's violent
2:32You look like you're from love Island
2:35He stood and the room went silent
2:45Never fight a man with a perm
2:55Concrete to leather
2:58Concrete to leather
3:01Concrete to leather
3:04Concrete
3:07Concrete to leather
3:10Concrete to leather
3:13Concrete to leather
3:17Concrete
3:21I'll shut my mouth
3:24Let's hug it out
3:28I'll shut my mouth
3:31Let's hug it out
3:34I'll shut my mouth
3:37I'll shut my mouth
Never Fight a Man with a Perm - Idles Brylcreem Creatine And a bag of Charlie Sheen Brylcreem Creatine And a bag of c*****e A dulcet man with a dolcet tone From a dulcet town and a dolcet home He hates me I like that Two arms like big baseball bats I bark he bites back A jaw like a ****-off bear trap He said these boots are made for stomping And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots are gonna Stomp all over you I said I've got a penchant for Smokes and kicking douches in the mouth Sadly for you my last cigarette's gone out Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete A heathen from Eton On a bag of Michael Keaton A heathen from Eton On a bag of Michael Keaton He thinks he's suave You're not suave 'cause you watched get carter You are a catalogue plastic Sinatra A tryhard who should've tried harder Me oh me oh my Roy You look like a walking thyroid You're not a man you're a gland You're one big neck with sausage hands You are a Topshop tyrant Even your haircut's violent You look like you're from love Island He stood and the room went silent Never fight a man with a perm Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete I'll shut my mouth Let's hug it out I'll shut my mouth Let's hug it out I'll shut my mouth I'll shut my mouth
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