​​ill Manors lyrics

by

Peter Fox


[Verse 1]
Let's all go on an urban safari, we might see some illegal migrants
Oi, look, there's a chav, that means council housed and violent
He's got a hoodie on, give him a hug
On second thoughts don't, you don't wanna get mugged
Oh, sh*t, too late, that was kinda dumb
Whose idea was that, stupid—
He's got some front, ain't we all?
Be the joker, play the fool
What's politics, ain't it all
Smoke and mirrors, April fools?
All year 'round, all in all
Just another brick in the wall
Get away with murder in the schools
Use four letter swear words 'cause we're cool
We're all drinkers, drug takers
Every single one of us burns the herb
Keep on believin' what you read in the papers
Council estate kids, sc*m of the earth
Think you know how life on a council estate is
From everything you've ever read about it or heard
Well it's all true, so stay where you're safest
There's no need to step foot out the 'burbs
Truth is here, we're all disturbed
We cheat and lie, it's so absurd
Feed the fear, that's what we've learned
Fuel the fire, let it burn
[Chorus]
"Oi," I said, "Oi"
What you lookin' at, you little rich boy?
We're poor 'round here, run home and lock your door
Don't come 'round here no more, you could get robbed for
Real, yeah, because my manors ill
My manors ill
For real, yeah, you know my manors ill
My manors ill

[Verse 2]
You could get lost in this concrete jungle
New builds keep springin' up outta nowhere
Take the wrong turn down a one way junction
Find yourself in the hood, nobody goes there
We got an eco-friendly government
They preserve our natural habitat
Built an entire Olympic village
Around where we live without pullin' down any flats
Give us free money and we don't pay any tax
NHS healthcare, yes, please, many thanks
People get stabbed 'round here, there's many shanks
Nice knowin' someone's got our backs when we get attacked
Don't bloody give me that, I'll lose my temper
Who closed down the community centre?
I killed time there, used to be a member
What will I do now until September?
School's out, rules out, get your bloody tools out
London's burnin', I predict a riot
Fall in, fall out, who knows what it's all 'bout?
What did that chief say? Something 'bout the kaisers?
Kids on the street, no, they never miss a beat
Never miss a cheap thrill when it comes their way
Let's go lootin', no, not Luton
The high street's closed, so cover your face
And if we see any rich kids on the way, we'll make 'em wish they stayed inside
There's a charge for congestion, everybody's gotta pay
Do what Boris does, rob them blind
[Chorus]
"Oi," I said, "Oi"
What you lookin' at, you little rich boy?
We're poor 'round here, run home and lock your door
Don't come 'round here no more, you could get robbed for
Real, yeah, because my manors ill
My manors ill
For real, yeah, you know my manors ill
My manors ill

[Bridge]
(Oi, oi, oi, oi) We've had it with you politicians
(Oi, oi, oi, oi) You bloody rich kids never listen
(Oi, oi, oi, oi) There's no such thing as broken Britain
(Oi, oi, oi, oi) We're just bloody broke in Britain
(Oi, oi, oi, oi) What needs fixing is the system
(Oi, oi, oi, oi) Not shop windows down in Brixton
(Oi, oi, oi, oi) Riots on the television
(Oi, oi, oi, oi) You can't put us all in prison

[Chorus]
"Oi," I said, "Oi"
What you lookin' at, you little rich boy?
We're poor 'round here, run home and lock your door
Don't come 'round here no more, you could get robbed for
Real, yeah, because my manors ill
My manors ill
For real, yeah, you know my manors ill
My manors ill
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