IDLES feat. slowthai - Model Village

A lot of nine-fingered boys in the village
They haven't got much choice in the village
Model car, model wife, model village (Nice car)
Model far, model right, model village
A lot of bad blood in the village (I fucking hate them)
Neighbourhood watch in the village
Model dog, model watch in the village
Model run, model tits and acrylics
Model low crime rate in the village
Model race, model hate, modеl village
He's "not a racist but" in the villagе
Gotta drive half-cut in the village
In the village, if you're black you ain't British (British)
In the village judge a man by our pigments
In the village it's all Chinese whispers
Everybody's nose in your business
Model village

[Chorus: Joe Talbot & slowthai]
I beg your pardon
I don’t care about your rose garden
I'm listenin' to the things you said
You just sound like you're scared to death

[Post-Chorus: slowthai]
Hahaha
Little boy (You scared mate?)
Come on stay up and be a fucking man

[Verse 2: Joe Talbot & slowthai]
Model low crime rate in the village
Model race, model hate, model village (Village)
Model snowflake in the village (Cocaine)
Model day, model raise, model piss-head
Got my head kicked in in the village (Wah)
There’s a lot of pink skin in the village
In the village made of glass, like your chin is
In the village we smoke fags, not ciggies
"Hardest man in the world" in the village
He says he got with every girl in the village
He said he was the slag of the village
Coke face take bags in the village
Still not in love with the village
Homophobes by the tonne in the village
In the village, yeah they got a lot of spirit
You can lead a horse to water but you can't make em' drink it
Model village (Model fucking village)

[Chorus: Joe Talbot & slowthai]
I beg your pardon
I don’t care about your rose garden
I'm listenin' to the things you said
You just sound like you're scared to death
I beg your pardon
I don’t care about your rose garden
I'm listenin' to the things you said
You just sound like you're scared to death

[Outro: Joe Talbot]
You gotta laugh as the curtain twitches
And the villagers bury their riches
But the village doesn't know what rich is
Just snitches snitchin' on snitches
Only one thing to do in the village
Just say toodle-do to the village
Toodle-fucking-do