Snake It

Everybody knows, dream, dream, dream

You lonely little tit in ya dung the steam

Messes all the words what d'you say

I couldn't give a toss about ya god like mate

The windy little alleys in the London town

The circle that you keep well, you can keep 'em man

Everybody knows, dream, dream, dream

You lonely little tit in ya dung the steam

Everybody knows dream, dream, dream

Coffee after coffee in my shit work team

Giving out a penny I spend a penny man

I hate the cynicism with the baked beans and

The way you get a cold response vipers get

Egged up in the nest and no-one gives a shit

Everybody knows, dream, dream, dream

You lonely little tit in ya dung the steam

In the canteen when it drips and dross

I got the Dr Martens and I'm Matt from Bros

I snake it, I snake it, I snake it, I snake it

I couldn't give a toss about you

Everybody knows, dream, dream, dream

You lonely little tit in ya dung the steam

I snake it, I snake it, I snake it, I snake it

I snake it, I snake it, I snake it, I snake it

I snake it, I snake it, I snake it, I snake it

I snake it, I snake it, I snake it, I snake it