Sleaford Mods - Air Conditioning Lyrics

Alright, alright
Waitin' room stench
The loos smell nice
Faces of death rip the tickets
Fifty potential health problems
Cover the walls
I could have them all
Who cares?

Death rays burn the air conditioning
Death rays burn the air conditioning
Death rays burn the air conditioning
Death rays burn the air conditioning

Alright, alright
Death rays burn the air conditioning
And smash out the warnings
That everyone needs to hear
This is the end
This is the end of your cool
Black Monday

Deadly sixty
Ray gun battered hate
I can't believe the rich still exist
Let alone run the fuckin' country, mate

Death rays burn the air conditioning
Death rays burn the air conditioning
Death rays burn the air conditioning
Death rays burn the air conditioning

Alright, alright
Dog waste car showroom
Look fuckin' stupid, shiny
Inventions unobtainable
For the real
Obtainable for the tits
Big car, small life
That's just the way it is
I been debt and confused
For so long it's not true

Death rays burn the air conditioning
Death rays burn the air conditioning
Death rays burn the air conditioning
Death rays burn the air conditioning