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