2 Yrs by Sleaford Mods
2 Yrs by Sleaford Mods

2 Yrs

Sleaford Mods * Track #3 On Sleaford Mods

2 Yrs Lyrics

"What ya do that for?
You what? I said
What you fucking..."

Had enough of ? had enough of Rocco
Had enough of two bit debts
Giving the collectors Tourette's
Had enough of prostitutes
Looking destitute
In the back of a scabby taxi
Squeezing up for a kiss
Give us a kiss well kiss this
We can't do this we can't do that

I fall out with a lot of people
Mainly cause I'm pissed
Mainly cause their all twats
Oh my you got a production company
Geezer offered me a job
I'll shag your birds but I want
Plenty of doo dah
And by the way mate
If you're that sorted
Why you driving your birds car?

Shoplifters in sleeping bags
They've nicked from camping shops
Near greasy cafes
I pushed it up with a spanner
I'm not wiping it up
I'm not sharing with you
A cleaner appeals but not
The infective residue
This place is awful but what you
Supposed to do?
(Fuck all)
Your numbers been blocked
By every bodybag in town
The liar barefaced

I'm looking for corpses in higher places
So I can spit on them on the way down
Fuck your job I'm gone
I'm gonna do 111
A do one one
Friendship doesn't come into this statement
I'm pissed on high pavement and
I love ya brother but I'm disconnected from
The clueless cunt in an helicopter
Big ears and a pair of (?) jeans
Obsessed with money you fuck
Obsessed with money you fuck
Obsessed with money you

"What ya do that for?
You what? I said
What you fucking..."

It was down A Block on a Saturday
Slagging Bradford City they are shit
Because they play really badly
I'm in their like swimwear
John Farr too far memories of hell
Sheepskin mainline readier
Ready and wait
One can left for another two bag oblivion
Public toilet death
Have no idea what I did next
Down the Mill magazines
I'm so ill pill till kill
The demons with power wank semen
Until the dawn
Too much to take in a life of porn
Fat gums this loser
Never did his sums
It goes around and then it comes

"What ya do that for?
You what? I said
What you fucking..."

Top notch a job
A 32 inch waist
Big Harris (?)
I'm the Marathon Man
Bruising the big peach
Boning away vintage
Printed beaver banging balls
Saturday Night Fever
(?)
Richard Harris big Harris
Dogging oblivion
Apocalyptic terror
The Four Horseman slapping your face
Get off the beach
The sharks have learned how to walk

You can forget about the weather
Am I bragging Am I bragging?
Nineteen minutes to down a pint
Am I rushing am I binging?
No
I'm completely bored out of my mind
If the treasure is in the chest
Then take your bra off now darling
I'm not a gentleman
That's about as appealing
As a can of Carling, darling
Lovely, safe as milk
I fly like a tungsten
I'm as hard as some cunt from Ilkeston
The Spotlight Kid dropping
Mad clobber making people laugh
Like James round the back of Sid
Butch Twatface and the Sundance Tit

"Went to the doctor today"
"What he say?"
"He said you're going to die in two years
If you keep doing what your doing"
"You need to stop then don't you"
"It's good to have money then isn't it?
"Uh, more than money"
"Do you want to stop?"
"No."

2 Yrs Q&A

Who wrote 2 Yrs's ?

2 Yrs was written by Andrew Fearn & Jason Williamson.

Who produced 2 Yrs's ?

2 Yrs was produced by Andrew Fearn & Jason Williamson.

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