SHIT BRITISH GRAFFITI

Shit British graffiti Served out with a side of pity Make your mark on nothing pretty It's all shit British graffiti Splash your sweat and spit on brick That is how we get our kicks Hieroglyphs in the side of lifts Bathroom stalls and empty walls Cross the tracks to take your stage Life imitates, our life is rage Pen to paper on the page Paint your pain in a public place Shit British graffiti Shit British graffiti Shit British graffiti Shit, shit, shit British graffiti Stop the fucking presses Fuck what they sellin', there's a cover of the messages There in fucking Stevens, running down the pavements Saying "Fuck the world, I'm running from my payments." Burn back statements Running from the river bank down to bank station Saying what you see, and seeing what you say Started seeing red in a glob of red paint Shit British graffiti! Wear your [?] since your city Shake your can and spray your misery Don't take the mickey Life ain't a Disney Small out your Banksy We burn the fucking Bansky's Burn the tree There's no love when something's easy Please don't rush me Please don't tease me I pay a fine for my art And my arts fine art And my art's graffiti Shit Shit British graffiti Shit British graffiti Shit British graffiti Shit, shit, shit British graffiti Shit British graffiti Served out with a side of pity Make your mark on nothing pretty It's all shit British graffiti