Swingin' Utters
Swingin' Utters - No Time To Play songtekst
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they say, "no time to play, you cannot stay, appreciate the mess i've made" then they turn their backs and walk away i've seen the young bystanders get shown the view from their watchtowers and with their stealth and stench transform these tykes into another great lot of admirers i don't blame traders ah, how ignorance is bliss it's so fucking easy to be bought and sold when you're a young and stupid kid