Kid Kapichi - Sardines

Текст песни

Work all day at a shit 9−5, boss don’t car if you live or you die,
morning toast tastes like cyanide
You’re angry, you’re angry and you don’t know why
You’re angry, you’re angry and that’s alright
And if you’re feeling, a little murderous inside today
They say crime don’t pay, well neither do they
And if you’re feeling, like nothing ever fucking goes your way
They say crime don’t pay, well neither do they
Packed out train like a tin of Sardines, doors slide open but nobody leaves,
more pile in till you can’t breath
You’re angry, you’re angry and you don’t know why
So you’ve saved up hard for the car of your dreams, service done and a new MOT,
first day out blows to smithereens
You’re angry, you’re angry and you don’t know why
You’re angry, you’re angry and that’s alright
And if you’re feeling, a little murderous inside today
They say crime don’t pay, well neither do they
And if you’re feeling, like nothing ever fucking goes your way
They say crime don’t pay, but neither do they
Crime don’t pay, and neither do they
Crime don’t pay, and neither do they
Crime don’t pay, and neither do they
Crime don’t pay, and neither do they