We got your crew like you were an easy catch, cos once we got our hooks in your postcode we ain't letting go, fact.
We see the youngens, they little bait, but once we hooked them,they'll be piranha's in our tank, stripping the dignity from out of your voice in 20 seconds flat.
We got your crew like you were an easy catch, cos once we got our hooks in your postcode we ain't letting go, fact.
We strung up your boys, gasping for air. But once we got our hooks on you were gutting you easy. But not before we get what we need from your pleads.
We got your crew like you were an easy catch, cos once we got our hooks in your postcode we ain't letting go, fact.
Look little fish you in a tank of sharks, we grin our grills gravestones of what you see last before your dispatched. But don't you worry there are plenty to keep you company down there, you ain't the first and you ain't going to be the last.
We got your crew like you were an easy catch, cos once we got our hooks in your postcode we ain't letting go, fact.
We got nicknamed the fisherman, we sail into your town catching what ever we want. We don't scrap the sea floor hoping for a catch. We fish for the real deal. Disillusioned of the fish bowl they swimming in.
We got your crew like you were an easy catch, cos once we got our hooks in your postcode we ain't letting go, fact.
Making it even easier to catch, to turn them from neighbourhood trash to one of our sharks. showing other that once we got you hooked, the only way you leaving is dead floating at the bottom of the tank.
We coming to your postcode.
We got your crew like you were an easy catch, cos once we got our hooks in your postcode we ain't letting go, fact.