Lyrics Sleaford Mods

Sleaford Mods

The Demon

Tash and collash warmen shout they got their big smoke fatigues

Arse, you f**kas raised the town to the ground

It's all bollox, what army? Smallmen, forget it

You are actually believe it or not the cause of it

Directed, not directed, affected, we all frown around

Like victims to an invading monster from the sea

Big claws, and it don't knock on doors politely

Four coppers after one homeless man under a poster of Keira Knightley

Clear skies clear of lies, an obvious act of robbery

I used to dabble as a petty thief

But the elite did their f**kin' job properly

The Demon - case it, case it

The Demon - case it dad

The Demon - case it, case it

The Demon - case it

The Demon of the Welsh land shaking stuff, shoot his enemies down

Anyone's up for grabs, death by tonight for the lads

You volunteered to be the enemy's fear

To be the bomb in the head of a f**king kid in bed, man

The roots of the woots, small armies bang everyday

Every paper abuse and f**king murder man blaar

The Demon - case it, case it

The Demon - case it dad

The Demon - case it, case it

The Demon - case it

The Demon

The Demon

The gratification, the sugar online

I've got some twack, gibble it the tick rate

Gibble it the game, bollox odd man

Ex soldier, that's yo f**kin' problem, mate

Not mine! Shootin' what? You're shootin' f**k hole

You just payed for the furniture polishin'

The captain's trophee or pig's heads

? On legs, badgers with a grin

They're all stuffed in the tin pin

Tin Tin, ten f**k off men

Antique men who? Their relatives in the bungalows

Call Charlie's Pixies fat toes

I'm made of boot, I spend my break on the shit shoot

Big flavor, smells like tempt spirit

Couple of spliffs round the back of obscene

I like a Chinese when I been a-drinkin'

The Demon - case it, case it

The Demon - case it dad

The Demon - case it, case it

The Demon - case it

The Demon

The Demon