Birmingham lyrics

I killed a lot of men I’ve been in war over the ocean Watching horses die doesn’t make me feel anything But I’ve come back for more Making money through the back door Razorblades in my peaky hat Everyone is scared of me We own Birmingham, but that’s far from enough London city, they all look pretty, but it is not for long They put bomb in our cars So we tear them apart It’s alright if you’re a friend or family Amen We’re the peaky blinders Ain’t alright to say no We’re the sons of violence Grab your stuff and go We got the coppers They think we’re fuckers, but in the meantime we are fair Betting horses, they race the track here, but we fix it all the time Against the Jews, Italians, Gypsy kings, shady government It’s alright if you’re a friend or family Amen We’re the peaky blinders Ain’t alright to say no We’re the sons of violence Grab your stuff and go Grab your stuff and go Grab your stuff and go Grab your stuff and go We put snow in our nose, drinking blends, and we´re smoking We put snow in our nose, drinking blends, and we´re smoking We put snow in our nose, drinking blends, and we´re smoking We put snow in our nose, drinking blends, and we´re smoking