Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!, artist - Sonic Boom Six. Album song The F-Bomb, in the genre Ска
Date of issue: 26.05.2016
Record label: Cherry Red, Phoenix City
Song language: English
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! |
Maybe it’s a sign of the times when the Woolworths signs |
Coming down and the doors all closed |
They say the higher that the monkey climb |
Well the more that the arse exposed |
I don’t know, whether I won’t go |
And lend some of that dough |
Cash machine shown, all my cash blown |
And the man that I meet on the high street giving me the slip for the bank loan. |
Money mad! |
Gone money mad! |
People on the television gone money mad! |
All very well they say love what you have, |
But Marks and Sparks got a sale and a half, |
Want it so bad, But it’s so sad |
That we gotta borrow money that we never had, |
Yeah well that plastic feel fantastic |
But if you following the dominos a toppling this thing getting drastic |
All their smiles are sarcastic |
Course they gonna be enthusiastic |
Gullible muggins a dream come true |
Debit and the credit are crunching you |
They got you for life and they charge for it too |
Bang, bang, bang, what the fuck can you do? |
The shit that you bought now to pay for it later |
Is up on the shelves inna Cash Generator |
See you later alligator |
What do you get when you borrow their money? |
You receive a load of cash as easy as can be |
They pass the debt to another company |
Add the charges till infinity |
Bang bang bang bang! |
They’re knocking at your door |
More than you bargained for |
Can’t ignore |
Any more |
Bang bang bang bang! |
Make sure you know the score |
They can’t enter by force |
But they trying to change the law |
The big bad wolf banging on your door |
Coming up into your realm to settle the score |
A pound of flesh and nothing less |
Undertones of violence |
If you care for your neck, don’t gamble it |
Playing card games with a loaded deck |
Your gonna find yourself up to your neck |
In a sea of sharks, reality is stark |
When it’s raining stones seven days a week |
And you’re finding it hard to make ends meet |
The bait’s within the junk mail at your feet |
Such a cinch to release the pinch and breathe |
A sigh of relief Beef |
Bang bang bang now you’ve been got |
Should’ve cut your coat to suit your cloth |
Now you’re dealing with a man like Tansey |
Don’t fuck around or make him angry |
You duck down behind the sofa |
Don’t be an idiot he’s seen yer through the window |
He’s gonna be the the ruler of this place |
No hard feelings it’s just business |
Take off those fucking rings |
Neither borrower nor lender be |
For loan oft lose itself and friend |
come tomorrow wake from your sleep |
to a life sentence that knows no end |
Fell this sorrow remember to be |
Clever with the credit, better don’t get it |
See the horrible truth come clean |
They’re after your soul, |
Not just your money |
If they’re feeding on you like they’re feeding on me |
Then come help me bust one two shot three |
At the self-serving cynical greedy |
Gangsta original bad company |
They prey on the poor when they can’t pay back |
Money that they really couldn’t afford to knock back |
Held back with a debt any chance that they get |
Crime that the government aid and abett |
Mercers knocking down my front door |
For their charges, who knows what they charge for? |
Added to my last one, they pulled a fast one |
Now he’s pushed past me, got his foot in the door |
Oh fuck! |
Banging for my buck |
Looks like I finally ran out of luck |
Now he’s piling my sound system in a truck |
While I pay for the privilege, man this a suck! |
Bwoy him a crook! |