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You ever thought about running a gang room?

I struggle to run a bath, mate.

Well, good thing we're just watching Gangs of London season three instead.

Is that the one starring Joe Cole and Shope de Risu?

Yes, my friend. Chaos is kicking off.

Hundreds dead from a spike shipment,

and now every major player in London's underworld is out for blood.

I know what I'm going to be watching this weekend.

Stream season three of the BAFTA winning Sky Original Gangs of London instantly on now.

Yeah, what do you want, beak or jaws, feathers or fur, sharp teeth or feet with claws,

whatever's preferred, they'll grant you all last request to steady your nerves, then

podcast the body parts get severed and served. Bring your weak shit, where the wolf and owl are.

That ain't just a mistake, that's an awful howler. Both of them are known to pull up at your

shows, have the crowd witnessing a murder like they rolled in with a gang of crows

Fuck their censorship, let them see the whole thing

They stay dressed to kill, never sheep's clothing

Dark enough to turn the sun to the moon, you'll see nothing

All your hears a huff-a puff and a

Expect killings, red spilling and flesh ripping

Impressive in it, the death bringing its head spinning

Just kidding every

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