Coffin Dodgers Lyrics

I was born in a place where dreams would go to rest

Kids were raised and the grown ups aged and everything was at it's best

But time ticked on and I got wiser

I learned how to find a liar

Oh it's not as hard as you think

Open the newspaper baby, look at their faces

Turn on the morning radio and listen to the phrases

Don't be fooled by the 'there's no I in team' malarkey

They come first, you're not part of the richer party yeah

The government told you so you believe it, huh?

Well, they sold you the dream then, huh!

Ah, you're living your life right now aren't you?

Brag about it please, it's okay to speak up

A little louder for the front row but you'll never get the microphone

You've been told that you've got it all

But it's theirs not yours

Coffin dodgers ruined all the future plans we wrote for all our

Goals and dreams they wiped it clean now all we see is misery

You vote for those who will not live to see their bad decisions

And now we're all on a godforsaken rescue mission

If you fly on a private jet, you're a right dickhead and you've got no friends

I'm saying whilst we walk around and recycle our paper straws

They burn their fuels and break their own laws

They spit on people that were born to shine their armour

If they don't see poverty, it don't exist a phrase said by their fathers

Raised to polish all that honour that they purchased

Through dodgy deals and burning all their morals in the furnace

A team feeds on the dream that you showed them

A scheme with a painted peak yeah you know them

Sell it sell it sell it, go on sell it sell it sell it

Take the piss out of the poor, close your business and forget it

Coffin dodgers ruined all the future plans we wrote for all our

Goals and dreams they wiped it clean now all we see is misery

You vote for those who will not live to see their bad decisions

And now we're all on a godforsaken rescue mission

I thought growing up meant 9-5's and shitty luck but now I fear for future me, might be dead at 33

The green is rotting and the ones with power say they'll help but no

They burn our stage and say our rage should be restrained okay

Okay I think I get it now

Fuck the world up and hope it kills the ones that you don't care about

Well mother natures dying and she doesn't have a preference for the blood that we're supplying

Coffin dodgers ruined all the future plans we wrote for all our

Goals and dreams they wiped it clean now all we see is misery

I'm just skin, I'm just bone, I'm just flesh holding a soul

I'm a shell on minimum wage, we're in hell at a different age yeah

But we're here and the flames are getting hot

Either let them hear your war cry or let them see you rot