United Colours

There’s nothing wrong
With the young would-be rich
That a head full of lead would not cure
They sleep well at night
‘Cause they know wrong from right

United Colours (do the trick)
United Colours (proud and thick)
United Colours (truths to tell)
Colours of brain rot (shot to hell)

Bad words
Blanked out and bleeped
This time they’re playing for keeps

Keep yourself bland
So folks can understand

United Colours (do the trick)
United Colours (proud and thick)
United Colours (truths to tell)
Colours of brain rot (shot to hell)

United Colours (do the trick)
(proud and thick) – They are proud they’re thick
(truths to tell) – Showing up their pride
United colours – Via satellite

You know it makes me feel so sad
It makes me feel so sad
So weak inside
I’m so weak
I’m so weak inside

If you don’t succeed
We don’t want you round here
This ain’t your town

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