Bank Holidays

Cowboy on your own, but think that what you Will. We're gonna make you sad, mate, 'cause fucking swell. All the mods that you try, you're too blue And white. We're to celebrate, bro, it's May holiday. May holiday, May holiday, we're to have some fun. May holiday, May die Off, die off in the sun. All the week in the motor, shockers don't forget. The last time we meeting, there's fucking place to Be. The mods all in a muddle, and it's Been going mad. And then it's over one point, And it's a fucking stand. We're here to celebrate, bro, we're have some fun. May holiday, die off, die off in the sun. The old bill tries to lock the gate, what A state of soul. Kicking every one's door, As we run along. The mods are so enjoyed the chase, we can't Run, run, run. The snarling into the right and Wrong, but we don't give a fuck. We're here to celebrate, we're some fun. May holiday, May die off, die off in the Sun. Now with all the mods trying, nothing's more a Boon. Some are on our edge of the box With a spoon. But just you wait 'til we get home, we've Settled all our grief. And we'll be back next holiday to do you Fucking deep. We're here to celebrate, We're to have some fun. May holiday, May die off in sun.