Here's Ya Getaway  Bye bye baby ill cya later  Bye bye baby ill cya later  My man looks like the old Shakin' Stevens  He says I resemble like the old Steptoe  He sits down slow but quick sniff up the blow  Reminisce about beans and how we all do grow  And the good man says bloody feel like leaving  But hes lean again forgotten what I already know  Made enough money shottin' bobby bills and po  He spent it all quick sniffin' up on the blow  Hard for your playin no smoking on the night bus  No shit Holmes with your big boy Sherlock  The man got chickenpox at 23  If you go down the docks you better take all of your money money money money  It ain't no dunny, it's a toilet  Great grandaddy, got sent there  So go back home  Stop cloggin' up pubs with your bullshit talkin'  And the nightbuses that complain at us  Peeps call us right-wing but we're pretty fucking liberal  I shit you, you not cos we're all for the equal  And yes J, I agree the first Predator is much better than the sequel  No question, the second one's feeble  Kids with skids, and coughing up dust  Yeah I'm waiting man, I cuss, must, and man  Now bike chain broken, now that too much rust  And people slowly stepping in ways trying to cuss us  Here's ya getaway  I ain't gonna try to cry  Hard for your playin no smoking on the night bus  And so I must say  Kids with skids, and coughing up dust  I sad to see you cut the ties  Good man says bloody feel like leaving  In these cities, hard to see the stars overhead  Can see the moon though the street light turns it blood red  The star symbolises the guts we bled  The mouth got fed the winding alleys that we tread  The moon much bigger representing the dead  Who lie in the sewers under soldier's feet  They stir as you march while your asleep they walk the street  Put your ears to the drain you can hear them weep  So we all chat about it and we decided you should getaway  Here's ya getaway  You're getting away  Man here's ya getaway  And yeah bye bye baby  Ill see you later  Ill see you later  Here's ya getaway  Rob the bank here's ya getaway  And ill take my ticket get out of this town  And get away  Here's ya getaway  Ah cha cha baby  Here's ya getaway  Rob the bank take the getaway  And ill talk to the pigs hear as I say  And id get yourself out of this city, oh getaway  Oh man here's ya getaway  And id getaway, getaway, id getaway  Oh yeah show to the peeps I see what I see  And oh, rob the bank, Make a getaway  And ill rob the bank, but ill take a getaway  Here's ya getaway  Bye bye baby ill  I ain't gonna try to cry  But I must say  Bye bye baby ill  I sad to see you cut the ties  Bye bye baby ill cya later