Lyrics Arabia - Sleaford Mods

Arabia

Key markets
Key markets
Key markets
This is the four second warning and its gunna scab all your lot
It’s gunna drag you down to key markets
And shoot you all in the car park, key markets where’s the key?
It’s calling me courtesy counter and bleak me
Green coat and isles of nothing I got the sack
I thought «fuck, me didn’t do nothing obviously»
Fire engine stations bluffing
Key markets
Key markets
All these freaks on me
Have a nice little dream
In people and what sits
In the area of bits
All these freaks on me
Have a nice little dream
In people and what sits
In the area of zits
You know there’s always better bollocks and they ain’t me
You always know better bollocks on a busy street
I used to rate 'em and now I don’t
I’m just a little moaning arse fart blowing smoke
I’m just a little moaning arse fart blowing smoke
Blowing smoke, oh dear, well excuse me
Blow it up relentlessly
Curbed hole road is endlessly
All these freaks on me
Have a nice little dream
In people and what sits
In the area of bits
All these freaks on me
Have a nice little dream
In people and what sits
In the area of zits