We came across the North Sea with our carriers on our knees
Wound up in some holding camp somewhere outside Leeds.
Because we do not care to fightmy friends - we are the weeds.
Because we got no homes they call us smelly refugees.
Ah. We are weedsvegetationdense undergrowth.
Thru cracks in the pavement: there weeds will grow - the places you don t go.
This cut-price dairy produce that turns our bones to dust.
You want some entertainment?
Go onshove it up me - if you must.
Make believe you re so turned on by planting trees & shrubs
But you come round to visit us when you fancy booze n drugs.
Ah. We are weedsvegetationetc.
If you think it s a crime
We d like to get you out of your mind.
It s just a matter of timeyeah
We d like to get you out of your mind.
Gonna cut you down in your primeyeah
We d like to get you out of your mind.
For a little time: for all time.
Weed.

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