PLANB ILL MANOR LYRICSlet’s all go on an urban safariwe might see some illegal migrantsoi look there’s a chav,that means council housed and violenthe’s got a hoodie on give him a hug,on second thoughts don’t you don’t wanna get muggedoh shit too late that was kinda dumbwhose idea was that…stupid…he’s got some front, ain’t we all,be the joker, play the foolwhat’s politics, ain’t it allsmoke and mirrors, april foolsall year round, all in alljust another brick in the wallget away with murder in the schoolsuse four letter swear words coz we’re coolwe’re all drinkers, drug takersevery single one of us buns the herbkeep on believing what you read in the paperscouncil estate kids, scum of the earththink you know how life on a council estate is,from everything you’ve ever read about it or heard,well it’s all true, so stay where you’re safestthere’s no need to step foot out the burbstruth is here, we’re all disturbedwe cheat and lie its so absurdfeed the fear that’s what we’ve learnedfuel the fire,let it burn.chorusoi! i said oi!what you looking at you little rich boy!we’re poor round here, run home and lock your doordon’t come round here no more, you could get robbed forreal (yeah) because my manors illmy manors illfor realyeah you know my manors ill, my manors ill!verse 2you could get lost in this concrete junglenew builds keep springing up outta nowheretake the wrong turn down a one way junctionfind yourself in the hood nobody goes therewe got an eco friendly government,they preserve our natural habitatbuilt an entire olympic villagearound where we live without pulling down any flatsgive us free money and we don’t pay any taxnhs healthcare, yes please many thankspeople get stabbed round here there’s many shanksnice knowing someone’s got our backs when we get attacked
don’t bloody give me thati’ll lose my temperwho closed down the community centre?i kill time there used to be a member,what will i do now until september?schools out, rules out, get your bloody tools outlondon’s burning, i predict a riotfall in fall outwho knows what it’s all aboutwhat did that chief say? something bout the kaiserskids on the street no they never miss a beat, never miss a cheapthrill when it comes their waylets go lootingno not luton,the high street’s closer cover your faceand if we see any rich kids on the way we’ll make ‘em wish they stayed insidehere’s a charge for congestion, everybody’s gotta paydo what boris does… rob them blindchrous x2oi! i said oi!what you looking at you little rich boy?we’re poor round here, run home and lock your door!don’t come round here no more, you could get robbed forreal (yeah) because my manors illmy manors illfor realyeah you know my manors ill , my manors ill!