Video Sort Your Fucking Shit Out de The Wildhearts 2025 Metal Lyrics

The Wildhearts - Sort Your Fucking Shit Out Lyrics

David, police are on their way
Whatever you are today, they'll take it away

Can you blame them?
You can't just scream and shout
And throw your fists about
It's time for you to sort your fucking shit out

David, you're here in jail again
It's day one, not day ten
Let this be a warning

Are you crazy? You can't just scream and shout
Or you won't be getting out
It's time for you to sort your fucking shit out

David, you're entertaining things
You should not be thinking
We can't go through this again

Are you crazy? Just take a look about
You've got it good, without a doubt
It's time for you to sort your fucking shit out

Oi - sort it out!
If you can - sort it out!
And you don't - sort it out!
Yer a twat - sort your shit out!
Oi - sort it out!
Say you could - sort it out!
Then you should - sort it out!
Ain't it time to sort your shit out?
David, you've got another chance
Take off your shoes and dance
Your story is pure romance

Let's face it, your luck has not run out
You've had nine lives, just about
It's time for you to sort your fucking
Sort your fucking
Sort your fucking shit out