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Once I get tired of motherland, I wanna step out on new sands
But here my fate is in a van, a van full of retards
I wanna see another place, another time, another face
But where I trod, lieth that space a van full of retards

Van full of retards, van full of retards
I've now seen another place
the van full of retards

Waking up into the night, we're in the stone edge, in the sight
I see no brains, I see no light, just van full of retards
Bristol, London, any place where I ever show my face
CCTV, all my moves are traced by van full retards

Van full of retards, van full of retards
Now that all my moves are traced
by van full of retards

Newspaper? Don't make me laugh! The only good ones, Telegraph
for instance, are so partisan for vans of retards
TV shows? X factor class, we only watch for Tulisa's ass
it dumbs us so we got no sass, we're a van full of retards

Van full of retards, van full of retards
Crowd control: Tulisa's ass
the van full of retards

Systematic dumbing down, shit entertainment's how you'll drown
the TV program makes me frown near all these retards
Sports and sex, the way they sell is to send our brains right into hell
If I don't comply, lock me in a prison cell, with vans of retards

Van full of retards, van full of retards
Lock me in a prison cell
with vans of retards

Van full of retards, van full of retards
Never come unto this place
the van full of retards