Twat Called Maurice - Consumed

You don’t move too quickly, you hardly move at all

Are you happy to be here, we don’t move at all

I know you’re not sleeping

I saw you open your eyes and if you get a good beating

It wouldn’t be a surprise

When I knew him he was 52

He’s dead now?

(Hold on his daddy his daddy’s still, he’s working on)?

I’ll come back to show him how

A twat called Maurice, a twat called Maurice

A twat called Maurice, he’s a twat called Maurice

A twat called Maurice looking over me, I see the look in his eyes

I think he’s got a little something for me, so I’ll close my eyes

A twat called Maurice, twat called Maurice

A twat called Maurice, a twat called Maurice

He’s a twat called Maurice, a twat called Maurice

Twat called Maurice, he’s a twat called Maurice

He’s a twat called Maurice (I kick him in the 'ead)

He’s a twat called Maurice (I'm glad the fuckers dead)