Lyrics Twat Called Maurice - Consumed

Twat Called Maurice

You don’t move too quickly, you hardly move at all
Are you happy to be here, we don’t move at all
I know you’re not sleeping
I saw you open your eyes and if you get a good beating
It wouldn’t be a surprise
When I knew him he was 52
He’s dead now?
(Hold on his daddy his daddy’s still, he’s working on)?
I’ll come back to show him how
A twat called Maurice, a twat called Maurice
A twat called Maurice, he’s a twat called Maurice
A twat called Maurice looking over me, I see the look in his eyes
I think he’s got a little something for me, so I’ll close my eyes
A twat called Maurice, twat called Maurice
A twat called Maurice, a twat called Maurice
He’s a twat called Maurice, a twat called Maurice
Twat called Maurice, he’s a twat called Maurice
He’s a twat called Maurice (I kick him in the 'ead)
He’s a twat called Maurice (I'm glad the fuckers dead)