(WE WILL NOT) REMEMBER YOU 


And he's a fucked-up man with a fucked up life 
Two dirty kids and an ugly wife 
Standard clothes and standard car 
Except of all that's what you are 
The only time he's having fun 
Is when he's up his neighbour's bum 
Kids himself that he's a man 
Never happy with a plan 
The roads are full, he's got no class 
But when's his head's right up his arse 
But we don't like the things you do 
And we will not remember you 

 Remember you 

He tells his kids not to be bad 
To grow up like their normal dad 
Stinks it down the barber's shop 
To buy his books and rubber cock 
Hide behind the master grins 
Covers all his fucking sins 
But we don't like the things you do 
And we will not remember you 

 Remember you 

You're praying to your god of love 
To replay all your fucking loves 
But you're the meanest cunt in town 
The road near you is fucking down 
So don't expect respect from us 
You fucked your life up, ? to us 
And we don't like the things you do 
And we will not remember you 

 Remember you

And we don't like the things you do 
And we will not remember you 

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