Plan B - Ill Manors - The Prodigy remix lyrics

Let's all go on an urban safari We might see some illegal migrants Oi look there's a chav That means council housed and violent He's got a hoodie on give him a hug On second thoughts don't you don't wanna get mugged Oh s*** too late that was kinda dumb Whose idea was that...stupid... He's got some front, ain't we all Be the joker, play the fool What's politics, ain't it all Smoke and mirrors, April fools All year round, all in all Just another brick in the wall Get away with murder in the schools Use four letter swear words coz we're cool We're all drinkers, drug takers Every single one of us buns the herb Keep on believing what you read in the papers Council estate kids, scum of the earth Think you know how life on a council estate is From everything you've ever read about it or heard Well it's all true, so stay where you're safest There's no need to step foot out the 'burbs Truth is here, we're all disturbed We cheat and lie its so absurd Feed the fear that's what we've learned Fuel the fire Let it burn You could get lost in this concrete jungle New builds keep springing up outta nowhere Take the wrong turn down a one way junction Find yourself in the hood nobody goes there We got an Eco-friendly government They preserve our natural habitat Built an entire Olympic village Around where we live without pulling down any flats Give us free money and we don't pay any tax NHS healthcare, yes please many thanks People get stabbed round here there's many shanks Nice knowing someone's got our backs when we get attacked Don't bloody give me that I'll lose my temper Who closed down the community centre? I k** time there used to be a member What will I do now 'til September? Schools out, rules out, get your bloody tools out London's burning, I predict a riot Fall in fall out Who knows what it's all about What did that chief say? Something bout the kaisers Kids on the street no they never miss a beat Never miss a cheap thrill when it comes their way Let's go looting No not Luton The high street's closer cover your face And if we see any rich kids on the way we'll make 'em wish they stayed inside There's a charge for congestion, everybody's gotta pay Do what Boris does... rob them blind We've had it with you politicians You bloody rich kids never listen There's no such thing as broken Britain We're just bloody broke in Britain What needs fixing is the system Not shop windows down in Brixton Riots on the television You can't put us all in prison!