[Intro]
Yeah
Check it
[Verse 1]
I am bored and off of my face, I got
Dirt on my shoulder, so brush it off, thanks (Come on), I just
Woke up in prison and dug an escape
Someone smuggled in a shovel, thank your mum for the cake (Thanks Mum), um
Hey yo, it must've been something I ate, I feel
Great, normally I love to complain about
Stuff that I hate 'cause science is late
Juggling plates, yo, hold up, let me cut to the chase, it goes
Middle-class white boy making white noise
With a pint of poison at the pub with his mates
We all give shit to people just for somеthing to say
'Cause how fun is taking someone's away, but don't jump on our casе
'Cause I'm sure the bubble will break
Till it goes 'pop', I'ma make drunken mistakes
So I'ma give you all the tools to go and fuck up your day
All I'm asking in return is a punch in the face, now hit me
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah
Yah
Woo
Ha, ayy
[Chorus]
All I need is a punch in the face, so hit me
All you need is a punch in the face, so hit me
All we need is a punch in the face, so hit me
[Verse 2]
Oi
I'm a fuck up, I'm a joke, I'm a clown, pull my pants down
I've been called a 'fuckwit' at least once in the last twelve minutes
That's why I think like a cynic
I live my life by Frenzal Rhomb lyrics
I'ma interfere with your regular channel
Let's drink a beer 'cause a man's not a camel
But listen here for some punk gold
If your best friend's a racist, then your best friend's an asshole
Ooh, hear that pin drop?
Told the doc I was sick of looking at ink blots
I hate losing at anything, so I win lots
Shit, when I lost my virginity, I was pissed off (Damnit)
I am punk in drublic again
Trigga Trials on the beat, you better pump up the bass
We got soldiers on the borders with a gun on their waist
Look, what happened to an old-fashioned punch in the face, now hit me
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah
Yeah
Yah
Oi
[Chorus]
All I need is a punch in the face, so hit me
All you need is a punch in the face, so hit me
All we need is a punch in the face, so hit me
[Interlude]
Is someone gonna hit me or what?
Right in the fucking face
[Verse 3]
I met a guy, David Smug, back in '81 (Okay)
I wasn't born then, alright, look, I made him up (What?)
But every morning after waking up
He applied a hazelnut facial scrub like Patrick Bateman does
Then goes to work where he's a manager
Complains to all the other staff, he don't get paid enough
Walked around the office being cocky
Then fired a handful of employees at random just to shake 'em up (You're fired!)
Said it's his favourite part (Yeah), maybe he's mean at heart
Or maybe he was just never punched in the face enough (True)
I wanna raise the bar (Yeah), I wanna play guitar (Yes)
I want it all, I want a motherfucking facial scar (Yeah)
I don't need a car with the shiny rims (Yeah)
What I need is a driver's license to drive it with (Vroom)
I'm not a violent person, despite what you might've heard
I punch my own face, I'm the Tyler Durden of "like a version"
Hey Siz', hit me
[Bridge]
Uh-huh
And it goes
Bam, b-b-bam, b-b-bam, b-b-ba, bam, bam
B-b-bam, b-b-bam, bam
Bam, b-b-bam, b-b-bam, b-b-ba-bam, bam
[Chorus]
Check it out, ayy
All I need is a punch in the face, so hit me
All you need is a punch in the face, so hit me
All we need is a punch in the face, so hit me
Yeah, all I need is a punch in the face, so hit me
All you need is a punch in the face, so hit me
All we need is a punch in the face, so hit me