The F Track

Geezer, first of all it gives me a fucking headache

When idiots like you come knocking on my fucking door

Telling me to turn my fucking noise down

This ain’t noise mate, this is fucking Showtek

(Oh no it’s Showtek again)

My favourite fucking music

And secondly that daughter of yours, who’s very hot

Just happens to be coming out with me for the weekend

So fuck you!

So it’s that same old shit again

If it ain’t my neighbours complaining about my kicking bass

It’s the fucking media telling me my music is attracting the worst kinds

Highlighting the drug use and aggressive sounds

These cunts just don’t know nothing about clubbing the late-night raves

So let me tell you this, motherfuckers

Not everybody listens to Mr. Williams (let me...)

When my generation parties, we do it 25.000 strong

So people can say what they want, but this is all real

And you know this is true

So just let me listen to my music, and fuck you!

You know what, I’m sick of all the haters always having a reason to complain about this music and the way I live my fucking life

I can’t believe these suck-ups from the authorities

Telling me that my nightlife is to be cut short

Closing clubs at three instead of five, six and seven

Not even considering my afterparty on a Sunday fucking morning

Ha, I’m gonna get mashed up before the sun goes down

I’m gonna get drunk too quick in the pub

And I’m gonna pop pills in the lines to the club

Don’t try to fucking understand me, just let me escape from reality

Ain’t nobody telling me what to do or what not to do

This is my life, this is my music, so fuck you!

So fuck you! (3x)