Letra de Burn The Suit

You think your everything in one Go home at weekends have some fun Beat up your wife the kids are hurt Just 'cos she didn't iron your shirt How can you live with yourself? How can you live with yourself? How can you live with yourself? How can you live with yourself? You'll end up topping yourself You'll end up topping yourself You'll end up topping yourself No loss to anyone else... Get to the airport early flight Make sure your suits the best in sight Abuse the staff the way you know A sexist, racist homophobe How can you live with yourself... The garden's pretty and the patio is pretty But the wife's out the front door, what a pity She'll get half your worth to make up for the hurt And she'll start on her own, disconnect your phone.