Kebab Spider (Explicit)-Sleaford Mods

In Jangles of the measure Of limited release A blah back at my earliest convenience, tee hee The sat in nights are dogshit The crème de la crème of feet Of course we're fucking relevant It's salty and it's sweet Who knew? Who knew? Who knew they got the experts in? Who knew? Who knew? Who knew they let the film stars in? Little slits in asses Don't want your dick in me The skimpy dinks in new rock shoes in films and all that shit By indie documentaries They ain't highlighting no pain Some documentaries on Channel 4 are only in it for the fame We ain't shoeshine boys for fakers Bingo punks with Rickenbackers You've had a record deal for nearly thirty years What do you know about agencies? Looking for jobs, shit wages Made memory alone Don't justify your TV times Johnny Ramone, Sid Kebab spiders, easy riders and flag tits You're just saying it all to look good You're just saying it all to look good You're just saying it all to look good Who knew? Who knew? Who knew they got the experts in? Who knew? Who knew? Who knew they let the film stars in? If you don't try to get it you go down If you won't agree to be the kid in town If you don't try to eat it, get that sound Spiders crawl out of your Doner's crown If you don't try to get it you go down If you won't agree to be the kid in town If you don't try to eat it, get that sound Spiders crawl out of your Doner's crown If you don't try to get it you go down If you won't agree to be the kid in town If you don't try to eat it, get that sound Spiders crawl out of your Doner's crown Who knew? Who knew? Who knew they got the experts in? Who knew? Who knew? Who knew they let the film stars in? Let the film stars in?