Sam Fender - Howdon Aldi Death Queue

[Intro]
(Thru megaphone) Get off the metro now!

Rule Britannia, marmalade and jam, skitzy fucking Tory cunts have come to kill me nan, whey!

E5 D#5 C#5 C#5
(x2)

[Verse]
N.C.
I got a letter from the NHS
N.C. E5 D#5 C#5 C#5
It said it’s here for twelve weeks or twelve weeks or summat
N.C.
Well I’m twenty-five going on ninety-five
N.C. E5 D#5 C#5 C#5
Yeah I’m twenty-five going on ninety-five and I wanna die

[Chorus]
E5 D#5 C#5 E5 D#5 C#5 E5 D#5 C#5
In a Howdon Aldi death queue, in a Howdon Aldi death queue, in a Howdon Aldi death queue

[Verse]
N.C.
Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah, keep your distance
N.C. E5 D#5 C#5 C#5
Woah woah woah woah woah, that’s less than two meters
N.C.
Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah, keep your distance
N.C. E5 D#5 C#5 C#5
I said woah woah woah woah, that’s less than two fucking meters

[Chorus]
E5 D#5 C#5 E5 D#5 C#5 E5 D#5 C#5
In a Howdon Aldi death queue, in a Howdon Aldi death queue, in a Howdon Aldi death queue

[Outro]
N.C.
Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah, keep your distance
N.C.
Woah woah woah woah woah, that’s less than two meters