BRITISH PR1CK$

[Verse 1]

Angels, angels, angels in the sky, give me some fucking hope

At least send me down a rope, so I can climb on up

Life's taken a turn, spend too much time in Wetherspoons

It's just the perfect place to start before you turn into a cartoon

I'm getting older every turn around the clock

Hoping we'll drop an album soon so I can get my own keys and lock

My mum still calls me up, and yeah, I like that quite a lot

I grab onto what I've got 'cause one day I might lose the plot

[Verse 2]

Ridiculously priced clothеs do my head in

But as long as Klarna sticks about for long we'll all be finе

I wish you could do buy now pay later in swanky restaurants

I'd be out almost every night

Yeah, course I'll have the expensive wine

Fucking hell

[Chorus]

Bunch of fucking British pricks

Bunch of fucking British pricks

Bunch of fucking British pricks

Bunch of fucking British pricks, yeah

[Verse 3]

Walking 'round in our black, white trainers, we think we're famous

We're weekend rock stars dating pop stars, I fucking hates it

Every weekend, going out on the piss, yeah, we going out raving

We spend our paychecks and it's Sunday, I actually rate it

[Pre-Chorus]

We're noisy, we're rowdy

We're fucked up, sit down please

We're pissed up, we're mouthy

Lads in loose sniff house keys

We all sing Arctic Monkeys

Can't afford our monthlies

Hanging on a Sunday, life is fucking lovely

[Chorus]

Bunch of fucking British pricks, British pricks, British pricks

Bunch of fucking British pricks, bunch of, bunch of

Bunch of fucking British pricks

Bunch of fucking British pricks

Bunch of fucking British pricks

Bunch of fucking British pricks

[Outro]

Angels, angels, angels in the sky

When the sun comes down, I'm coming up

When I'm coming down, yeah, the sun comes up

Angels, angels, angels in the sky

We're all a bunch of fucking British pricks

British pricks

[Pre-Chorus]

We're noisy, we're rowdy

We're fucked up, sit down please

We're pissed up, we're mouthy

Lads in loose sniff house keys

We all sing Arctic Monkeys

Can't afford our monthlies

Hanging on a Sunday, life is fucking lovely

We're noisy, we're rowdy

We're fucked up, sit down please

We're pissed up, we're mouthy

Lads in loose sniff house keys

We all sing Arctic Monkeys

Can't afford our monthlies

Hanging on a Sunday, life is fucking lovely

[Chorus]

Bunch of fucking British pricks, British pricks, British pricks

Bunch of fucking British pricks, bunch of, bunch of

Bunch of fucking British pricks