The Holloways - Sinners & Winners lyrics

Out on the tarmac There stands Scouse Jack Megaphone and anorack Shouting out ‘Listen Matt Choose Christianity, don’t choose humanity’ He lost sanity a long time ago Coming out of Topshop Girl with a mop top Cheeky little b**b tube YouTube lover Round at the back door, crack who*e Morals slack for a reason, I’ll tell you what’s more Play her down and beat her Treat her meaner Never made her keener, man you should’ve seen her Now on the forecast, she’s got a snow blast She better run fast, she’ll die a young la** All the sinners and the winners, sitting down for dinner All the salaries are fat, the mistresses are thinner All these cats have their kittens on celery And all these twats have their mittens on the treasury And my mum always said to me You gotta do the right thing, do the right thing Or they’ll hunt you down, karma’s always quicker than a clown Outside the school gates That’s where your mum waits Burger and chips, playing up cos you never ate Healthy little bite size, pasta and salad sides Literary lettuce and a lesser known appetite Jamie Oliver Stick out your olive branch Kids ain’t got a chance, stuck in a trance Sat on computers, join up the routers Big distributors of fatness is fruitless All the sinners and the winners, sitting down for dinner All the salaries are fat, the mistresses are thinner All these cats have their kittens on celery And all these twats have their mittens on the treasury And my mum always said to me You gotta do the right thing, do the right thing Or they’ll hunt you down, karma’s always quicker than a clown Out on the tarmac There stands scouse jack Megaphone and anorack Shouting out ‘Listen Matt Why be a sinner when you can be a winner?’ The man’s got a point, yeah, he can be forgiven All the sinners and the winners, sitting down for dinner All the salaries are fat, the mistresses are thinner All these cats have their kittens on celery And all these twats have their mittens on the treasury (The meaning of life) And my mum always said to me You gotta do the right thing, do the right thing Or they’ll hunt you down, karma’s always quicker than a clown Yeah my mum always said to me You gotta do the right thing, do the right thing Or they’ll hunt you down, karma’s always quicker than a clown Karma’s always quicker than a clown