Uk Subs Y.d.m.s. Lyrics

We’re here, the masters of a sub-terrain
You're chic, victims of the media

The press, the government, they self-abuse
The TV casualties are still no use
Avoiding issues from day to day
You talk fast, but you don’t make sense
You don’t make sense

The press, the government, they self-abuse
The TV casualties are still no use
Avoiding issues from day to day
You talk fast, but you don’t make sense

What you’re asking - Don’t put the blame on me
What you’re thinking - Don’t put the blame on me
What you’re asking - Don’t put the blame on me
What you’re thinking

Stop this, are you trying to kill me
Nice try, you should have done it better

The press, the government, they self-abuse The TV casualties are still no use
Avoiding issues from day to day
You talk fast, but you don’t make sense

What you’re asking - Don’t put the blame on me
What you’re thinking - Don’t put the blame on me
What you’re asking - Don’t put the blame on me
What you’re thinking

You don’t make sense [x4]

The press, the government, they self-abuse
The TV casualties are still no use
Avoiding issues from day to day
You talk fast, but you don’t make sense
You don’t make sense

What you’re asking - Don’t put the blame on me
What you’re thinking - Don’t put the blame on me
[x4]