Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Saints Preserve Us, artist - The Rumjacks. Date of issue: 11.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Saints Preserve Us |
| I’ll be howlin' on the night your pretty lights go down |
| And all that can be heard across your disco town |
| Is all you party people put your hands on your hips |
| And stomp up & down with the screaming shits |
| ‘I'm a survivor I’ll fix it with a fiver |
| Too quick for the jungle I’ma comin' out alive |
| I’m a die hard feck-tard kiss my dirty hole |
| Kick away the chocks let the good times roll |
| 'Saints preserve us, all these arseholes are makin' me nervous |
| Theres two born every minute, gone dropped us in it |
| Saints preserves us |
| All these arseholes are makin' me nervous, yeah,. |
| Cut down your flag, imbeciles sans frontier |
| Stop guessin' if I’m dressing' to the left or right |
| Measurin' my dedication to your fight |
| I’m a born dissenter, nowt percenter |
| I and I are one and all is I its elementary |
| I don’t care to hear no rhyme or reason |
| I’m a disciple for every season |
| I adore the rising sun |
| Though I’m stuck chuckin' rocks while the dicks have all the guns |
| 'Saints preserve us, all these arseholes are makin' me nervous |
| Theres two born every minute, gone dropped us in it |
| Saints preserves us |
| All these arseholes are makin' me nervous, yeah,. |
| Cut down your flag, imbeciles sans frontier |
| I’ve been eatin' outta garbage tins, (YOLO!) |
| I’ve been hittin' up my cyber-friends |
| Left swipe ass wipe not even for the rent |
| A hash tag trash bag in search of my identity |
| Come get your fix, I’ve got your clicks and shares |
| I’ve got your medicine your kisses thoughts & prayers |
| LOLMFAOMG I need to pee |
| W to the F stop triggering' me! |
| 'Saints preserve us, all these arseholes are makin' me nervous |
| Theres two born every minute, gone dropped us in it |
| Saints preserves us |
| All these arseholes are makin' me nervous, yeah,. |
| Cut down your flag, imbeciles sans frontier |
| 'Saints preserve us, all these arseholes are makin' me nervous |
| Theres two born every minute, gone dropped us in it |
| Saints preserves us |
| All these arseholes are makin' me nervous, yeah,. |
| Cut down your flag, imbeciles sans frontier |