paroles de chanson You Want Some? - Sieben

Want some?
You want some?
Everything must go!
Despite a Boaty Mc vote race, the overlords still sit in place.
The Great British cake-off, the 'fuck your own face off'.
Everything must go.
The new rules are a cinch, ignore the small print, do not flinch.
They really just want zero contact, here's a brand new zero contract.
Everything must go.
Welcome to the Great British bring and buy sale!
I hear Europe wants to ban trumpets, Matt.
I hear they're straightening the good old British banana.
You can't even keep a lion these days.
Political correctness gone mad, I call it.
Ah, zee famous English sense of humour.
Under EU directive 777,
There shall no more trumpets on British records.
Crumbs from a rich man's table,
A little bit of Britain, while you're able.
Not much left, its dirt and fluff, come on down, get the good stuff.
Everything must go.