Air Conditioning Songtext
von Sleaford Mods

Alright, alright

Waitin′ room stench, the loo smell nice
Faces of death rip the tickets
50 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 60, 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′ve been in debt and confused
For so long, it′s not true
I wanna nurse it

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

Drive