My camp - by the Fury

They said "we were good for nothing
and that we weren't the concern":
99% of the population
and not the 1%'s problem.
Life is a bitch like that,
yeah a bitch who dildo fucks you up the ass.
Well blow that for a game of life I said
bollocks to that I said,
sod this and sod the staus quo.

But few of them toffs even considered
the possibility of life,
outside their palaces.
And yet while they played golf,
with numbers immeasurably superior
we drew our plans.
Our grand slam plan to screw them.

So thats how it came to be like this
so don't fucking ask again
you lucky-lucky jumped up git.
Let me be all posh like you toffs
and guide you through my casa, my castle,
by your throat.
Its just a little hut really,
the real fun is in the fields
far from your corrupt city crowd.

Here's where we farm the fanatics
pen them in with fences,
pump radio at them till they go ga-ga
and send them off to toff-town
to laugh through slaughter.
Or is it slaughter through laughter?

Whatever.
I remember on the radio hearing you say
"we were good for nothing
and that we weren't the concern":
99% of the population
and not the 1%'s problem.
Life is a bitch like that,
numbers triumph toffery.

Now fucking make a run for it
shit-for-brains and go tell your friends
we're coming to party in toff town soon.
And we'll burn that mother down once and for all,
maybe your mothers too.
Tell them their Fury is coming.
I'll show you who's good for nothing,
I'll be your concern...
Now for stage 2 of this fucking revolution.