Gareth Brown Says Lyrics

All of your friends are cunts
Your mother is a ball point pen thief
Notoriety follows you
Like beatings follow rain

Bring on the big guitars
You've got a prophets name

All of your tales are lies
You've never been to Alton Towers
Michael Caine doesn't follow you
And you've never been to Spain

Bring on the go getters
You've got a prophets name

Gareth Brown says