It ain't about tea and biscuits. I'm one of those English misfits.
I don't drink tea I drink spirits, and I talk a lot of slang in my lyrics.
There goes a horse, horses for courses, nah more like corpses on corners,
and Staffordshire Bull Terriers and late night crawlers.
Police carry guns not truncheons, make your own assumptions.
London ain't all crumpets and trumpers, it's one big slum pit.
Fling on an A D I D A S hoodie and just boogie woogie with me
Ohhhhh...
Or you can just. put on your dancing shoes and get loose
Can you get loose can you?