Anchor (Explicit)-Future Of The Left
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Sobriety demands

That my face ignore my hands

That my sweat destroy my grip

And leave me at the mercy of crows

There's money in it

Baking in the s**t of a Saturday night

At last a job to love

Now get 'em boys

No-one no-one no-one no-one noonenoone no-one no-one no-one no-one noonenoone no-one no-one no-one no-one noonenoone no-one no-one no-one no-one

No one will no one will no one will know

No one will tell if you carry it well

No one will care if you throw the bottles in your neighbour's garden twice a week

No one will no one will no one will know

No one will tell if you carry it well

No one will care if you throw the bottles in your neighbour's garden twice a week

Twice a week

Force my tongue down the back of her throat

In a silent place

Camp cams and Atlantic winds

Waiting for a biblical flood

I've got nothing on it

An intern has got nothing on me

I crack the code on the second go

Dragging my fists on the beggars

Boys

But no one will no one will ever know

No one will no one will ever know

No one will no one will ever know

Drain yourself on Wednesday prepare your liver for the weekend

Drain yourself on Wednesday a midnight we begin

Drain yourself on Wednesday prepare your liver for the weekend

Drain yourself on Wednesday a midnight we begin

No one will no one will no one will know

No one will tell if you carry it well

No one will care if you throw the bottles in your neighbours garden twice a week

No one will no one will no one will know

No one will tell if you carry it well

No one will care if you throw the bottles in your neighbours garden twice a week

Twice a week

Twice a week

Twice a week

Twice a week

Twice a week

Twice a week

Twice a week

Twice

Twice

Twice

Twice

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