For He's a Jolly Good Felon

Simon, don't stop with all the lying
'Cause we know where you're from
You get along by taking things that don't belong to you
So can you feel it? (Oh, oh, oh)
Oh, when you steal it (Oh, oh, oh)
All that adrenaline, living in sin
And you can sell it off for half the price
Oh, what would your mother say?

We take to get along
We're holding on, we're holding on
And all these estates we're on
Everyone's singing

Mikey, oh where'd you get the Nikes?
'Cause I know you ain't got the notes to drop
Left alone, you'd take the fucking lot
Not succeding (oh, oh, oh)
Nothing to believe in (oh, oh, oh)
'Cause it will all go wrong, everything's gone
Now your future is on the roll of a dice
And that's the price that you pay

We take to get along
We're holding on, we're holding on
And all these estates we're on
Everyone's singing
We don't need anyone
We're holding on, we're holding on
All the police are wrong
So we're still singing

Seven days a week
Patrolling all the streets
I try to stop, but I can't help it
I know you call me weak
My future is oblique
I take to get along, but I still need it

We take to get along
We're holding on, we're holding on
And all these estates we're on
Everyone's still singing

We take to get along
We're holding on, we're holding on
And all these estates we're on
Everyone's singing
We don't need anyone
We're holding on, we're holding on

We don't need anyone (everyone's singing)
We don't need anyone
We're holding on, we're holding on
We don't need anyone ('cause we're still singing)