Punkband - PERFECT COUNTRY

Travel cards daylight robbery
Clapham snobbery
Seven AM routine to sleep
Daylight zombie
Bedside smothery
Tales of my perfect country
Live for the company
Death from monotony
Bloodshed economy
Everything's gone from me
XL bully yeah you know I've got that dog in me
Beware of the hound on the gates of my property
Hard luck in love and hatred
Penalty fine on the
Back of a payslip
We're smashing up the place
In a domestic
Fire escape blocked
Make an exit
Deface and misplace
Police chase
Court date where the master save face
Taking back to a time
With no ills just dodgy pills
And 20p deals
Beside myself
But what's inside that tells
I thought out loud it never sells
Basic fiction tragic tales
Fishy fucker slimy scales
Two timer thats off the rails
Sip on beer the holy grail
Only hate when England fail
Hard luck in love and hatred
Penalty fine on the
Back of a payslip
We're smashing up the place
In a domestic
Fire escape blocked
Make an exit
Tales of my perfect country
Tales of my perfect country
Its what they drive away
And what they're trying to take
It weakens all the truth
Burning bridges on the way
Behold what's left behind
Its not what you need
Cos a hand cant be bitten from a hand that doesn't feed
We're all fucking starving
We're sharpening our teeth
Like a whetstone to the blade
And my people need to eat
So this is how it goes
And where does it lead
Cos all the lines are crossed
In my perfect country
Hard luck in love and hatred
Penalty fine on the
Back of a payslip
Smashing up the place
In a domestic
Fire escape blocked
Make an exit
Tales of my perfect country
Tales of my perfect country
Tales of my perfect country
Tales of my perfect country

Written by:
Alex Jasinski, Alex Cook

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find