Lyrics Slow One's Bothered - Sleaford Mods

We range the view, we do
The dead will fall, no one's bothered
You're trapped, me too
Radiation, no one's bothered

Two carriage on the run out, everybody shake
I got a bloody strop on, I'll tell ya, mate
I might get, I'm done at everything I say
The grass in the dugout always bleeds, mate

Victory for no one, hates as much as bleeds
The dark through the go on, dead up from the knees
And hip shake, shake it, I been around
The grass in the dug out

We range the view, we do
The dead will fall, no one's bothered
You're trapped, me too
Radiation, no one's bothered

Bit tangy, I got spun out
Who makes it all it seems
Hot sauce make out spicy screams
Aloha grass skirt, five-O
Steve McGarrett, I blew all of the dough

We range the view, we do
The dead will fall, no one's bothered
You're trapped, me too
Radiation, no one's bothered

I'll take it, who?
I'll take it down
I'll take it, who?
I'll take it down
I'll take it, who?
I'll take it down

I'll take it down
I'll take it down
I'll take it down