Kill It Clean - Sleaford Mods

We have to be, we have to be so small

We live our tiny lives, an' all we want to be is tall

We have to be, we have to be so small

We punch above our weight because

The world won’t take us all

The mouthy Mac man got a job on tellin' me

He’s got his work cut out, so he better kill it clean

The mouthy Mac man got a job on tellin' me

He’s got his work cut out, so he better kill it clean

Why d’y’all sound the same?

I came t’check it out

Why d’y’all sound the same?

I came t’check it out

I feel funky, I came t’check it out

Why d’y’all sound the same?

I came t’check it out

It stinks t’me, it stinks of all your pores

You got the bedtime stories

And I got the matchin' snores

It stinks to me, it stinks of high Heaven

You tried to pull a fast one, you pulled a ckever’un

The mouthy Mac man got a job on tellin' me

He’s got his work cut out, so he better kill it clean

The mouthy Mac man got a job on tellin' me

He’s got his work cut out, so he better kill it clean

Why d’y’all sound the same?

I came t’check it out

Why d’y’all sound the same?

I feel funky, I came t’check it out

Why d’y’all sound the same?

Why d’y’all sound the same?

I came t’check it out

Why d’y’all sound the same?

I feel funky, I came t’check it out

Why d’y’all sound the same?