キー: C minor
Verse 1
Am
G
Am
G
Am
Fat
tax,
Fat tax, fat tax
Verse 2
Where's it going? The signs ensnare
on a fucking shit train
Fax tax on tap
on the fucking fat map
No more shreddies, speed trap
G
Am
Pulling ya over and checking ya fat
And shat, strange twat
Verse 3
G
Am
The support had been playing for nearly two hours,
they're crap
All joke
And railed up to the fence, rattlin'
the chest is the shit habits name
Verse 4
Am
G
Am
Fat tax, fat tax
Verse 5
with that chalkman cake
But without the blood
Verse 6
one charger fits the lot
If I find out who the fuck you are,
G
Am
I'll spread you in terror from my fucking terra jar
Verse 7
Am
respect,
you twat
G
Am
Like some lad twat, like a sad
shop cunt lacing up trainers
G
Am
No snorters, no starters, no life for you,
fat little cunt
Blend into the shadows,
G
Am
into the bosom of the Broadmarsh
Walk away, it's so plain, it's tense
Verse 8
Am
G
Am
Fat tax, fat tax
Fat tax, fat tax
Verse 9
but believe me it needs heads
Throw it in the microwave,
G
Am
Rustie Lee, breakfast telly, tutting
If I play another venue
covered in stickers
Verse 10
you fat punk cunt rocker
G
Am
A sea of stickers, I don't care, images
Outro 1
G
Am
G
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