Never Fight a Man With a Perm IDLES

[Verse 1]
Brylcreem, creatine
And a bag of Charlie Sheen
Brylcreem, creatine
And a bag of co-ca-ine
A dulcet man with a dulcet tone
From a dulcet town and a dulcet home
He hates me, I like that
Two arms like big baseball bats
I bark, he bites back
A jaw like a fuck-off bear trap
He said, "These boots are made for stomping
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna
Stomp all over you"

[Pre-Chorus]
I said I've got a penchant for smokes and kicking douches in the mouth
Sadly for you, my last cigarette's gone out

[Chorus]
Concrete to leather
Concrete to leather
Concrete to leather
Concrete
Concrete to leather
Concrete to leather
Concrete to leather
Concrete