This Is A Robbery - Welcome To Hell

      [Intro]
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I'm sick of having to steal meat for my dog
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Sick of having to deal weed to my boss
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Sick of having to conceal it from the cops
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Sick of having to kneel before your god
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And I'm tired of feeling like shit
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I'm tired of revealing I'm trying to quit
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But when things go wrong yeh you gotta get on
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So I went and got on and now I'm getting on with it
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Yeh it's time to get the fuck on with it
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I'm sick of being cold and broke in a shitty house
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Sick of the mold that grows on my gritty couch
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Sick of watching my friends kicked out of the squat again
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when the yuppies on the block call the cops again

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And you'd think by now humans would have figured out
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A way to mass produce their needs for free
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And I'm thinking about doing something for future me
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Cause they don't give a fuck about anything but making money
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Yeh all they want is fucking money
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Yeh all they want it is your fucking money

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I'm sick of driving round in a beat up piece of shit
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Sick of finding out it's missing important bits
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Sick of climbing out the window cause I'm pissed
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and slipped and crashed into this ditch

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But I don't care about that shitty car
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I'm too drunk to see that far, all I need is this guitar
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And I will stare the pigs in the eye
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Yeh I aint scared to lie, yeh I swear it wasn't I
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And he says one day you'll wear a tie
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And I say fuck off I will you cunt

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La lala la-la lalalalalala (x3)
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And you'd think by now humans would have figured out
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A way to mass produce their needs for free
                       D          C#              F#m
And I'm thinking about doing something for future me
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Cause they don't give a fuck about anything but making money
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Yeh all they want is fucking money
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Yeh all they want it is your fucking money

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