Gareth Brown Says
All of your friends are cunts
Your mother is a ball-point pen thief
Notoriety follows you
Like beatings follow rain
Bring on the big guitars
You've got a prophets name
All of your tales are lies
You've never been to Alton towers
Michael Caine doesn't follow you
And you've never been to Spain
Bring on the go-getters
You've got a prophets name
Gareth Brown says
Gareth Brown Dice
Todos tus amigos son unos idiotas
Tu madre es una ladrona de bolígrafos
La notoriedad te sigue
Como golpizas siguen a la lluvia
Trae las grandes guitarras
Tienes el nombre de un profeta
Todas tus historias son mentiras
Nunca has estado en Alton Towers
Michael Caine no te sigue
Y nunca has estado en España
Trae a los ambiciosos
Tienes el nombre de un profeta
Gareth Brown dice
Escrita por: Andrew Falkous