Boston Manor - Funeral Party

Watch mud flow down the drain.
Until it's gone.
This party's full of shit.
Let's have our own one.
I smell a hypocrite, I smell a snake.
You're a liar & a cheat, I want my money.
I want you dead you fake.

Nowhere (is where I'm going)
Nowhere (cause I've got nothing)
Nowhere (let me have something)
Nowhere (cause I've got nothing)

Give me something to do.
Give me a job.
Give me something to prove.
Give me a heart.
Give me morality
Give me a soul.
Give me cheap alcohol & put me on the dole.

Nowhere (is where I'm going)
Nowhere (cause I've got nothing)
Nowhere (let me have something)
Nowhere (cause I've got nothing)
I'm falling & I can't slow down.
In a hole with no way out.
(Cause I've got nothing)

Written by:
Ash Wilson, Daniel Cunniff, Henry Cox, Jordan Pugh, Mike Cunniff

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Lyrics © Sentric Music

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