Put ya fingers in the till
You don't care, you're in the kill
Drag the fucking money out
Spend it on some gear, you twat
Put ya fingers in the till
Lie and say the stock's not right

I mean it's not been right for ages, has it?
Put ya fingers in the till
Cash sale please, card machine's still broken
I'm sorry, yeah thank you, cash please, thank you
That's cash please, thank you
Yeah sorry mate, the card machine's still broken, cash please

Share it out and make the call
Order fours and pills and all
Share it out and make the call
Order four and pills and all

Till dipper, till dippers
Till dipper, get ya fingers out the till

Till dipper, till dippers
Till dipper, get ya finger out the till

Stick ya neck out, lie like fuck
Who's the cunt? It's all of them
Make the parcel, big and white
Sniff the bastard, fuck your life
Sod it all, everything's shit anyway
I hate you and your girlfriend, you clueless cunt
Yeah, I want everything to be lifestyle
Lifestyle, lifestyle, lifestyle

I want a lifestyle
I want a dinner on the table every day
I wanna have sex after cocktails on Saturday
I wanna joke and have confidence in bags
I want a lifestyle, I want a house
Stick ya neck out, lie like fuck
Who's the cunt? It's all of them

Till dipper, till dippers
Till dipper, get ya fingers out the till

Till dipper, till dippers
Till dipper, get ya finger out the till

Ninety quid's fuck-all to me
Especially when it comes for free
Spend it on some gear, you twat
Club 2000, lap dance twat
Yeah, it's my first time, ten pound
Yeah, it's my first time

Club 2000, lap dance twat
Yeah, it's my first time, ten pound
Yeah, it's my first time
Club 2000, lap dance twat