Yard Act - The Incident

Oi, oi, stop, come back, you

I was instrumental in creating the company
A founding father of the movement, some say
Had a hundred youngsters under my guidance at any one time
Willing to learn, eager to please
And salaried with the implicit threat of an instant dismissal
(Oi, I'm warning you)
All legal mind, hey
Meager scraps for tender prey
But everybody gotta learn sometime and you learn that the hard way
In the bustling hive of activity known
As my, as my holy global enterprise

We've created rules that you can't find in the book
A different type of prison for a brand new type of crook

Hey, feed me, my mind is greedy, massage my ego
And read to me, slow stories from my youth
Just like the Beano, colonial overtones, I know
Hey, but so what?
I like the plot and the way the colors pop from the page
Don't have to justify my rage
Being a hypocrite does not devalue the merit of the accusations made
Everybody's got dirt on everybody else in this day and age, mind
(Come back you little bastard)
(What have you got in your pockets? Empty your bloody pockets out)

I look good, dead good, too good, good for my age
But if I'm not on the receiving end of never-ending compliments
My thinking implement is bound to be, in a constant state of discontent
And I'm hellbent on expanding my heaven-sent empire, ethically
But not at my own expense, no
Peaking through the hole in the neighbor's fence
It all looks pretty good
And just don't look under the hood
The engine is completely caked in snake oil and old mud
I need something new to pick me up, because
If I'm not pumped up, I'm impotent, I'm dead wood
I'm dead wood
And we don't want a repeat of the same thing happening again
I want to be relevant, I don't want to be a dud

We've created rules that you can't find in the book
A different type of prison for a brand new type of crook
Ever since the incident, my complete incompetence
Has been exposed to everyone and rendered me irrelevant
We've created rules that you can't find in the book
A different type of prison for a brand new type of crook
Ever since the incident, my complete incompetence
Has been exposed to everyone and rendered me irrelevant

I'm irrelevant
I'm irrelevant
I'm irrelevant
I'm irrelevant
I'm irrelevant
I'm irrelevant
I'm irrelevant
I'm irrelevant
I'm irrelevant
(Ever since the incident, my complete incompetence)
I'm irrelevant
I'm irrelevant
(Has been exposed to everyone and rendered me irrelevant)
I'm irrelevant

I'm irrelevant
I'm irrelevant
I'm irrelevant
I'm irrelevant

Written by:
Ryan Needham, Sam Shjipstone, James Smith

Publisher:
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