[Hook x2: Bentron Autobot & Jack Diddly]
Keep it up
Keep going 'til our feet are f**ed
Keep it up
Even though we're not sleeping much
We've made a mess of our lives
Now we're cleaning up
We've seen enough
But keep it up, keep it up
[Verse 1: Jack Diddly]
I wake up
My head's kind of fuzzy and I
Blaze up
And now I'm in a hurry on the
Same bus and it's leading me off-course
I find I'm having trouble
Sleeping a lot more
These days
I'm running late in this relay
Underpaid, but that's a cliche
Nothing's changed but the weekday
Scruffy-looking, there's
Trouble cooking and it's beef, mate
See I lost patience
I got wasted
I'm getting bored
And that's not something I'm okay with
I'm sittin' grinning in figure of my imagination
Unhappy patient
And gray fascinations
Shrewd plum stare
You slump there
I'm losin' my bottle
And I'll soon run scared
The truth dumb-dared
And it proved unfair
I'm refusing to follow
So I'll do one
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Bentron Autobot]
I never lost the rhythm
Like God, your option's non-existent
Dropped into the battle
Black-ops, the helicopter mission
I chop my victims up
For thinkin' they can stop the system
My bars are bloody like the doors
Of cell-blocks in prison
It's that bloody-eyed drunken guy
Lookin' for a c*nt to fight
Run inside the kitchen, grab the humble pie
Slice it with a bu*ter-knife
Serve it on a tonne of ice
It was me that stuck the spear
Into the guts of Christ
My sword is bloody, battle-ready
Like I'm Machiavelli
Annie-Happy Panic-Pushin' madman
Bound from tele
Grab a handful of spaghetti
Happy-slappin' yeti
Flat machete dicing adversaries
Like a pack of jelly
Misogynist prick
Who slobbers and spits
Splits lips with his fists
Between robbin' from kids
Hospital sting
Sit me in the bottomless pit
Coughin' up sh**
Rottin' in my coffin-filled ditch
[Hook x2]