Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Live Tonight, artist - Sleaford Mods. Date of issue: 23.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Live Tonight |
| Sleaford Mods |
| Sleaford Mods |
| Sleaford |
| Sleaford |
| Sleaford Mods |
| You cunt! |
| Live tonight |
| Live tonight |
| Get you into the fucking ground, I’m not moaning man |
| I like the smell of mist on curbs near the beer garden at night |
| I like the taxis, cars, motorbikes, pedestrian walkways |
| Well if the council want a no traffic zone that’s sound mate, good with me |
| I got a latte, on I’m easy, undercover of the night |
| Telecaster, pirate wanker, high seas, arthritis? |
| Yes please! |
| I look like The Michelin man yammed up on antibiotics, nanny |
| Is that your auntie? |
| What d’yer bring ya fucking auntie for? |
| What’s he gunna do? |
| You ain’t got permission to |
| Unless I give it to you, to open ya mouth |
| I want you to unplug the till from the canteen upstairs bring it down 'ere |
| Plug it in and start dishing fucking refunds out! |
| Live tonight |
| Live tonight |
| Live tonight (every night) |
| Live tonight |
| Darcy de farcy back on the phones in two years |
| Real music, real chorus, no tears, no fears |
| I’ll end mumbling away in a waiting room about the SAS, mate |
| Dirty neck barred from The Last Post, the pub next to the church |
| It’s alright, blokes 'n' smokes, it’s all god and an eye for an eye |
| Still some out there who believe in the lie of work til you die, of Sundays, |
| apple pie |
| Death waits for every man! |
| It ain’t like cakes from Birds, you don’t get anything for your money back |
| Pound back on the bottle of pop, I tango and cashed it, yam |
| Cake tin, your job, my job, laughing |
| Mate, where we been? |
| Upstairs in the back kid on slop mod |
| Daft crop, I don’t wear crap like that throwbacks alright |
| If ya doing something decent but I put ya CD on |
| It’s fucking Shakin' Stevens |
| Live tonight |
| Live tonight |
| Live tonight (every night) |
| Live tonight |
| You know where the fucking shop is, don’t ya? |
| Do you want one? |
| Fine! |
| You know where the fucking shop is, don’t ya? |
| Do you want one? |
| Fine! |
| You know where the fucking shop is, don’t ya? |
| Do you want one? |
| Fine! |
| You know where the fucking shop is, don’t ya? |
| Do you want one? |
| Fine! |
| You know where the fucking shop is, don’t ya? |
| Don’t ya? |
| Don’t ya? |
| Don’t ya? |