The Mail Don't Fail

The country's dyin' screams, squabblin' boats and elites

You overlook the abusing children's oaths

The abuse of human's right for the lost of yachts in sights

I can't even spell the word Jah, alright

And if it gets far too much, they'll bury the stories

With more abuse on the national scale

The mail don't fail, it will gather you like willing subjects

To sell the up-set

And turn me into a raving half-wit

On government time I've got a West Minston mind

A national hero called Mr. Zero

The mail don't fail

The mail don't fail

Did you reset your fat and your dead body mistakes

I'm frosting stakes, green line on night shifts

Green lawn on nightshift

Exhausted voices, pained out rates

Death sloop, no latice, no mates

No chance of an anarchy on a road full of rigor mortis

That ain't latin, that's likely our kin lumpen

Flowers slapped to lampposts

Bikes spread wide to signify the loopholes

The carve instead - angel's delight

A national hero called Mr. Zero

The mail don't fail

The mail don't fail

Looks about and looks of it too late

Looks of depression and management inefficiency

The guideline's blurred in situations

No clear root matches the expectations

They've all gone, nobody gives a toss

It's all hold together by a thing grasp

Reason, count the ethos, that's where

Everybody snapped in the workcast lair

Please, sir, can I have some more?

I mean the staff key for the public toilet door

The customer want is a real slice of life

Try to wee on the lid, yeah, that's nice

Yame and Andrews and this is yo life

A national hero called Mr. Zero

The mail don't fail

The mail don't fail

Panic attack, panic room, nick-nat

Panty whack panic, that's no tie

It's too hot for that Saudi boss

I ain't lookin' free buns, Dan

I'm lookin' up strong revolver man

One to one a merely silent, get done

No, get dad! No dragon's den, just dandruff, mate

Nightmare, panic attack, panic room

Nick-nat panty whack panic, that's no tie

It's too hot for that Saudi boss

I ain't lookin' free buns, Dan

I'm lookin' up strong revolver man

One to one a merely silent, man