[Intro] Bm Bm E Em Bm Bm E Em [Verse 1] Bm E Em Brylcreem, Creatine, And a bag of Charlie Sheen Bm E Em Brylcreem, Creatine, And a bag of kokain Bm A dulcet man with a dulcet tone E Em From a dulcet town and a dulcet home Bm He hates me, I like that E Em Two arms like big baseball bats Bm I bark, He bites back E Em A jaw like a f*ck off bear trap Bm He said "these boots are made for stomping E Em And that's just what they'll do Bm One of these days these boots are gonna E Em Stomp all over you" (Pre Chorus) B I said I got a penchant for smokes and kicking douches in the mouth B Sadly for you my last cigarette's gone out [Chorus] Em D Em D Concrete to leather, Concrete to leather G D G D C Concrete to leather, Concrete Em D Em D Concrete to leather, Concrete to leather G D G D C A Concrete to leather, Concrete [Verse 2] Bm A heathen from Eton E Em On a bag of Michael Keaton Bm A heathen from Eton E Em On a bag of Michael Keaton Bm He thinks he's suave You're not suave 'cause you E Em watched Get Carter,You are a catalogue, Bm E Em plastic Sinatra, A tryhard, you should've tried harder Bm Me, oh me, oh my, Roy E Em You look like a walking thyroid Bm You're not a man, you're a gland E Em You're one big neck with sausage hands Bm You are a Topshop tyrant E Em Even your haircut's violent Bm You look like you're from Love Island E Em You stood and the room went silent (Pre Chorus) B Never fight a man with a perm [Chorus] Em D Em D Concrete to leather, Concrete to leather G D G D C Concrete to leather, Concrete Em D Em D Concrete to leather, Concrete to leather G D G D C Concrete to leather, Concrete [Outro] Bm E Em I shut my mouth, Let's hug it out Bm E Em I shut my mouth, Let's hug it out Bm I shut my mouth, I shut my mouth
Brylcreem Creatine And a bag of Charlie Sheen Brylcreem Creatine And a bag of cocaine A dulcet man with a dolcet tone From a dulcet town and a dolcet home He hates me I like that Two arms like big baseball bats I bark He bites back A jaw like a fuck off bear trap He said "these boots are made for stomping And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots are gonna Stomp all over you." I said I got a penchant for smokes and kicking douches in the mouth Sadly for you my last cigarette's gone out Concrete and leather Concrete and leather Concrete and leather Concrete Concrete and leather Concrete and leather Concrete and leather Concrete A heathen from Eton On a bag of Michael Keaton A heathen from Eton On a bag of Michael Keaton He thinks he's suave You're not suave 'cause you watched Get Carter You are a catalogue, plastic Sinatra A tryhard, you should've tried harder Me, oh me, oh my, Roy You look like a walking thyroid You're not a man, you're a gland You're one big neck with sausage hands You are a Topshop tyrant Even your haircut's violent You look like you're from Love Island You stood and the room went silent Never fight a man with a perm Concrete and leather Concrete and leather Concrete and leather Concrete Concrete and leather Concrete and leather Concrete and leather Concrete I shut my mouth Let's hug it out I shut my mouth Let's hug it out I shut my mouth I shut my mouth
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