FOR HES A JOLLY GOOD FELON - Lostprophets

Simon don't stop with all the lying

'Cause we know where your from

You get along by taking things that don't belong to you

So can you feel it

Oh when you steal it

All that adrenalin living in sin

And you can sell it off for half the price

Oh what would your mother say

We take to get along

We're holding on we're holding on

And all these estates we're on

Everyone's singing

Mikey oh where'd you get the nikes

'Cause I know you ain't got the notes to drop

Left alone you'd take the f**king lot

Not succeding nothing to beleive in

Cause it will all go wrong

Everything's gone

Now your future is on the roll of a dice

And that's the price that you pay

We take to get along

We're holding on we're holding on

And all these estates we're on

Everyone's singing

We don't need anyone

We're holding on we're holding on

All the police are wrong

So we're still singing

Seven days a week

Patrolling all these streets

I try to stop but I can't help it

I know you call me weak

My future is oblique

I take to get along

Cause I still need it

We take to get along

We're holding on we're holding on

And all these estates we're on

Everyone's still singing

We take to get along

We're holding on we're holding on

And all these estates we're on

Everyone's singing

We don't need anyone

We're holding on we're holding on

We don't need anyone

Everyone's singing

We don't need anyone

We're holding on we're holding on

We don't need anyone

Everyone's singing