The Fall - Crap Rap 2 / Like to Blow lyrics

We are the Fall Northern white crap that talks back We are not black. Tall No boxes for us Do not f** us We are frigid stars We were spitting, we were snapping "Cop Out, Cop Out!" As if from heaven s**er, s**er, s**er s**er, s**er, s**er s**er, s**er, s**er No stars in the zone I stay at home I live on snacks Potatoes in packs I like to blow I like to blow I like to blow Concentration zone The years go in circles The years go in circles Hopes goes, I'm gone Smoke comes, i go I like to blow I like to blow I like to blow Concentration zone A spurs fan, a warrior Happy no-hoper Dull, manage I think slow I like to blow I like to blow I like to blow Concentration zone s**er, s**er, s**er s**er, s**er, s**er s**er, s**er, Blow