HARD SKIN LYRICS

"Two Chords - Two Fingers"

Playin' rock'n'roll in a two bob band
Dodging flying bottles all over the land
Walking across the stage to pick up a grand

Two chords, two fingers

Forty-eight cans on the rider every night
Neckin' every one of them- feeling alright
Puking down me front again- future ain't bright

Two chords, two fingers

Stuck in fuckin' Peckham after two weeks fame
Head is fuckin' pounding- what's my name
Was it all worth it? I'm going to the game

Two chords, two fingers

Thanks to Emiliano for these lyrics

Thanks to Johnny Boy for correcting these lyrics

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