The Street Lyrics, Photos, Pictures, Paroles, Letras, Text for every songs

B i o g r a p h y
(by John Bush)

Mike Skinner's recordings as the Streets marked the first attempt at adding a degree of social commentary to Britain's party-hearty garage/2-step movement. Skinner, a Birmingham native who only later ventured to the capital, was an outsider in the garage scene; though his initial recordings appeared on Locked On, the premiere source for speed garage and, later, 2-step from 1998 to the end of the millennium. He spent time growing up in north London as well as Birmingham, and listened first to hip-hop, then house and jungle. Skinner made his first tracks at the age of 15, and during the late '90s, tried to start a label and sent off his own tracks while he worked dead-end jobs in fast food. At the end of 2000, he earned his first release when the Locked On label — already famous for a succession of burning club tracks from Tuff Jam, the Artful Dodger featuring Craig David, Dem 2, and Doolally — signed him for the homemade "Has It Come to This?" By the following year, the single hit Britain's Top 20 and the inevitable full-length followed in early 2002. That album, Original Pirate Material, unlike most garage compilations and even the bare few production LPs, found a home with widely varying audiences, and correspondingly earned Skinner a bit of enmity from the wider garage community. By the end of the year, it had been released in the States as well, through Vice. After a quiet 2003, Skinner returned with A Grand Don't Come for Free, a concept record that pushed his production and performance eccentricities to a new level, but also resulted in a fresh wave of critical praise.

That's it
Turn the page on the day, walk away
'Cause they're sensing what I say
I'm 45th generation Roman
But I don't know 'em
Or care when I'm spitting
So return to your sitting position and listen it's fitting
I'm miles ahead and they chase me
Show yer face on TV, then we'll see
You're can't do half, my crew laughs
At yer rhubarb and custard verses
Yer rain down curses but I'm waving,
Yer hearse is driving by
Streets riding high, with the beats in the sky
All stare, eyes glazed
Garage burnt down, the fire raged
For 40 days and in 40 ways
But through the blaze they see it fade
The sea of black, the beaming heat on their faces
Their figure emerges from the wasteage
Eyes transfixed with a piercing gaze
One hand clutching a sword raised to the sky
They wonder how, they wonder why
The sky turns white it all becomes clear
They felt lifted from their fears
They shed tears in the light
After 6 dark years
Young bold soldiers, the fire burns
Cracks and smoulders
5 years older and wiser
The fires are burning on fire, never tire
Slave warriors in the forests and on higher
We sing, hear the strings rising
The war's over, the bells ring
Memories fading, soldiers slaying
Looks like Geezers raving
The hazy fog over the bull ring,
The lazy ways the birds sing
A new babys born every day
Few men may be spoilt today
But look at things the other way
Cos it may well be yer final day
And then the crowds roar they slay, they all say
I produce this using only my bare wit
Gimme a jungle a garage beat and admit defeat,
Use war and past injury as my metaphor and simile
Get all applications into before the deadline
Cos it's a fine line between strife or crime
And a life of crime
But you will reach the day, and it's all mine
You can take it or leave, I shake
And reveal stage tricks like Jimi Hendrix
In the afterlife Gladiators meet their maker
Thrown through the wind fields and lakes of Bluewater
To the next life from the fortress
Away from the knives and slaughter
To their wives and daughters
Once more before the law judges over all of us
Cos in this place you'll see me
Brace yourself, cos this goes deep
I'll show you the secrets the sky and the birds
Actions speak louder than words
Stand by me my apprentice
Be brave, Clench fists.

Has it come to this?
Original Pirate Material
Yer listening to the streets
Lock down your aerial
Make yerself at home
We got diesel or some of that homegrown
Sit back in yer throne, turn off yer phone
Cos this is our zone
Videos, televisions, 64's Playstations
We're paring with precision
Few herbs and a bit of Benson
But don't forger the Rizla,
Lean like the Tower of Pisa
Liza, I'll raise yer,
And this is the day in the life of a Geezer
For this ain't a club track
Pull out yer sack and sit back
Whether you white or black
Smoke weed, chase brown
Or toot rock
We're on a mission, support the cause
Sign a petition, summon all your wisdom
The Music's a gift from the Man on high
The Lord and his children
Triple teenyear rudeboys
Come rain or snow the boodah flows
You don't know?
Stand on the corner watch the show
Cos life moves slow
Sort yer shit out then roll
Sex, Drugs 'n' On The Dole
Some men rise, some men fall
I hear ya call, stand tall now
Has it come to this?
Original Pirate Material
Your listening to the streets
Lock down your aerial
I'm just spitting, think I'm ghetto?
Stop dreaming, my data's streaming
I'm giving your bird them feelings
Touch yer toes and touch the ceiling
We walk the tightrope of street cred
Keep my dogs fed, all jungle all garage heads
Gold teeth, valentinos and dreads
Now, we were verbally slapped up
Physically tip-top, spinally ripped up
I do the science on my laptop, get my boys mashed up
Your listening to The Streets
You'll bear witness to some amazing feats
Bravery in the face of defeat
All line up and grab yer seat
Cos Tony's got a new motor
SR Nova driving like a joyrider
Speeding to the corner
Yer mother warned yer to sound system banger
Has it come to this?
Original Pirate Material
Your listening to The Streets
Lock down your aerial
My underground train runs from Mile End to Ealing
From Brixton to Boundsgreen
My spitting's dirty my beats are clean
So smoke weed and be lean
I step out my yard through the streets
In the dead heat all I got's my spirit and my beats
I play fair don't cheat
And keep the gangsters sweet
Turn the page, don't rip it out at yer age
Move to the next stage
Lock the rage inside the cage,
Like SK it's New Day
But don't take the shortcut through the subway
It's pay or play, these geezers walk the gangway
Deep seated urban decay, deep seated urban decay,
Rip down posters alight
From last weeks big Garage night
And the next Tyson fight
I cook em at 90 degrees farenheit
And don't copy the copyright
I got em in my sites, blinding with the lights
Taken to dizzy new heights
Blinding with the lights, blinding with the lights
Dizzy new heights
Has It come to this?
Original Pirate Material
Your listening to The Streets
Lock down your aerial.

This ain't the down it's the upbeat
Make it complete
So what's the story
Guaranteed accuracy enhanced CD
Latest technology, Darts hit Treble twenty
Huge non-recuparable advance
Majors be vigilent
I excel in both content and deliverance
So let's put on our classics
And we'll ave a little dance, shall we
No sales pitch, no media hype
No hydro, it's nice and ripe
I speak in communications in bold type
This ain't yer archetypal street sound
Scan for ultrasounds North, South, East, West and all round
And then to the underground

You say that every thing sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's push things forward

As we progress to the checkpoint
I wholeheartedly agree with yer viewpoint
But this ain't your typical Garage joint
I make points which hold significance
That ain't a bag it's shipment
This ain't a track it's a movement
I got the settlement
My frequencies are transient
And resonate your eardrums
I make bangers not anthems
Leave that to the Artful Dodger
The broad shouldered fifty-one percent shareholder
You won't find us on Altavista
Cult classic, not bestseller
You're gonna need more power
Plug in the Three phase and the generator
Crank it up to the gigawatts
Critics get ready wi yer potshots, the plot thickens
Put on yer mittens for these sub-zero conditions
But remember I'm just spittin'
Remember I'm just spittin'
Once bitten, forever smitten

You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's Push Things Forward

Spit jewels like Eastern Riches, junkie Fixes
Around 'ere we say Birds, not bitches
As London Bridge burns down
Brixton's burning up
Turns out your in luck
Cos I know this dodgy fuck in The Duck
So it's just another showflick from your Local City Poet
Case you geezers don't know it
Lets Push Things Forward
It's a tall order, but were taller
Calling all mawlers, backstreet brawlers
Cornershop crawlers, victories flawless
Love us or hate us, but don't slate us
Don't conform to formulas
Pop genres and such Sharp darts, double Dutch
Parked cars, troubles a much with more Bud
Let's Push Things Forward

You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's Push Things Forward

Sharp Darts Spitting Masters
Spitting darts faster
Shut up I'm the driver, you're the passenger
I'll reign superior
The pressure blows the dial on your barometer
Do you understand?
Or do you need an interpreter?
Now my style is distinguished
All fires are extinguished
Ask yer girl to sing and she'll sing this
I'm a scientist
Have no prejudice, that's my hypothesis
Make your analysis, ever heard a beat like this?
I walk the beat like a policemen
No karma pedestrian
In 500 years they'll play this song in museums
I'm the bold adventurer
UK's ambassador
Holding up Excalibur
Your beats are inferior
Don't wanna embarrass yer
So call yer solicitor
The jury voted unanimously against ya!
Sharp Darts Spitting Masters
Spitting darts faster
Shut up I'm the driver, you're the passenger
I'll reign superior
The pressure blows the dial on your barometer
Do you understand?
Or do you need an interpreter?
This one's fat like yer mother
Contains enough calories
Resonating all your favourite frequencies
I've got a worldwide warranty
Satisfaction guarantee
If you ain't happy then just
Send it right back to me
'Spec to BC
It's time to fuck loyalty
One day I hope to earn some hard royalties
From a bit of sample robbery
Rook burglary, noise thievery
Or wholesale piracy
So watch yer back, I'm inclined to sample
I'll dismantle and make you all examples
Sharp Darts Spitting Masters
Spitting darts faster
Shut up I'm the driver, you're the passenger
I'll reign superior
The pressure blows the dial on your barometer
Do you understand?
Or do you need an interpreter?

Round here nothing seems to change
At street level
Same old thing everyday
That's it that's it that's it
Just gets played and replayed in different ways
Yeah oi oi heavy, heavy
Round here nothing seems to change
At street level
Same old thing everyday
That's it that's it that's it yeah..
Just gets played and replayed in different ways
Yeah oi oi

Who's round is it?
Down that beer quick smash my glass back down fall over the table
All rowdy and pissed
Seems the only difference between mid week shit and weekend is how loud I speak
And whether I try to pull a girlfriend
That's it who's got dough?
Hey, you know I'd pay but I'm broke, only got coinage to show
Putting off walking home on my own to my thrown
Two empty takeaways ashtrays and remains of the day stoned
Pick a bottle off the table, peel the label tell a fable
Offer opinion for free and a solution to the latest big news story
Football and smut daily as I ponder winning the lottery
Buy a drink, chat to a lady, the girls well fit definitley, not maybe, she's rude I'd shag her and make tea right there

Can't lounge in the boozer all day, got manouvers to make
Gotta see a man about a dog, can't be late, I'm always late
Raining cats and fog but nice and dry in the black dog
Down it in one my son, can't sit here, gotta run.. things need done
If they don't win this and the next run they getting relegated to the third division
At street level, real people saying repeated sequal
Rock and roll fall to the floor like last night, yesterday morning
And the night before and the night before

Apparently there's a whole world out there somewhere
it's right there, right there
I just don't see it, I just don't see it, oi oi

Round here nothing seems to change
At street level
Same old thing everyday
That's it that's it that's it
Just gets played and replayed in different ways
Yeah oi street level

Round here nothing seems to change
At street level
Same old thing everyday
That's it that's it that's it yeah..
Just gets played and replayed in different ways
Yeah oi oi heavy heavy
Lock the door on your way out

Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
if their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense

Out the club about three, to the take-away
The shit-in-a-tray merchants, shops got special perchant for the disorderly
Geezerz looking ordinary and a few looking leery
Chips fly round the sound of the latest chart entry
An incendiary waiting to blast
No harm with the contest who can throw the furthest
Behind the counter they look nervous, but
Carry on cutting the finest cuts of chicken from the big spinning stick
Then over flies a chip, flips, and hits you on the back
You spin round on the attack
'Fuck you playing at
He looks like a cheshire cat, almost falls down
Your frowns and superman eye lasers don't even register
By now you want to leather this twat
And forever your gonna regret that, your choice of path
So mash his head up and your girls now fed up
But stop to think and it's never gonna be the Jackie Chan scene it could have been to end up

Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them they stay inside violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them they stay inside violence
Common sense simple common sense

So you owe someone money subbing scunny
Best pay me billy - no worries
One-fifty on sunday
But in someway that turns into wednesday
Then goes straight to pay on a hazy evening in the local bar-cafe
What a way. What a way
Just to recap for those at the back, this is everyday tit-for-tat you owe your dealer and can't pay back fee
Suddenly he's the baddy
So you tell your mates you could have him anyway, to look 'geez'.
But he's a shady fuck, beamer three series, lock, stock and two fat fucks backing him up
Can't convey enough of his desire for the paper stuff
In a blunt fashion Billy's angry with a passion
So please just accept it ain't happening
And go back to your runnins
'Cos you might get yourself in trouble one of these days

Get hold of this bird after pub closing hours
Would your girl like this? No don't think so somehow, in the winter showers
But she'll never know and your face will never show shit
This is how goes it and besides she was well fit
And who could resist
Move up to the next place, a smooth club to flex bass beats and your best mates all down
Nice sound, smirnoff ice round.
MC's clowning, ruud boyz frowning
Everything's sweet everything's tucked-in.
And round here were all downing.
But all of a sudden though, just through the smoke, is your bird laughing and joking with a bloke?
Ain't just that either, as she moves closer,
Miss-shape what looks like their lover - he's tonguing her.
All rage sweeps up through your torso, your moreso ready to go over and show him whos man
Football fan style
Leave it in the can for a while, cos even as they smile you still got choices
Don't listen to them voices
And at the end of the day you may just have caused this
So leave the forces

She said 'Meet me at the gates at eight
'Leave now, don't be late'
She said one day she'd walk away
'Cause I was always late
Thought things were okay
Didn't care though anyway
Say 'Sorry, babe, I had to meet a mate'
Tempting fate
We first met through a shared view
She loved me and I did too
It's now seven-fifty
Getting ready, better be nifty
Do my hair quickly
Step out, it's cloudy
Mate bells me to borrow money
I've got two henrys and a dealer to pay
Call up on geezers to rid these green trees
From my reeking jeans
Got a You-Think-I-Care air
Out glaring geezers' stares
I'm here and I'm there
Couldn't see past the end of my beer
What was getting near
All of the silence after the tears

I didn't know it was over
Till it was too late, too ate
But if I ever needed you
Would you be there?

She said 'Meet me at the gates, don't be late'
But pretty soon the day came for change
And I was glad she never walked away
So I'm choosing what to wear
Doing my hair with an hour to spare
When my life went pear
She'd been there with a fixed stare

Big wheel climbed to the top
Geezers' stares bounced off
Standing at the top of this huge mountain
Smiling and shouting
Spring flowers sprouting
Not one inch of doubt in my mind
As I reached the gates
Came around the corner at a rate
Risked her love
But I was gonna set things straight
Never again am I gonna be late 3x

I didn't know it was over
Till it was too late, too ate
But if I ever needed you
Would you be there?

I said meet me at the gates
Leave now, don't be late
I waited for a while
Listening to her voicemail
Mind set sail
Then the facts turned me pale
Wind, rain, hail
My fears unveiled for my fair female
She'd walked away
Too little to late
I step up the pace
Walk past the gate
Rain runs over my face
Spirit falls from grace
I purchase a hazy escape at the alcohol place
In the Chase, I sat down, got a fat frown
Weeping and drown in my senses
For this love game's expensive
I walk in a trance
Got a wounded soldier stance
And the everyday geezers' stares throw me off balance
Now nothing holds significance
And nothing holds relevance
Cause the only thing I can see is her elegance

I didn't know it was over
Till it was too late, too ate
But if I ever needed you
Would you be there?

I didn't know it was over
Till it was too late, too ate
But if I ever needed you
Would you be there?

Smell of good earthy herbs makes my nerves shudder but where were you that cold December cos we were in the Grasshopper spending guilders
Central Station, charged up like Scarface Amsterdam ain’t a nice place off your face, we enter the race
Walk down, been there before, done that, no joy, if you’re bored, let’s go see Roy, get fucked up with the boys
Calvin, Schmalvin, I’m well within my limit, oh hang on a minute, these mushrooms just kicked in, think I might be finished
The ball game heads for the worse, for what it’s worth I might just fall off the edge of the earth, brain’s kind of surfing now
We wander down darkened pathways in a daze, “Want to buy any cocaine?”, am I paranoid? “Yes, you’re paranoid”
Charlie, darling, please save me, this is raving, take me home to my baby, two bags of mushrooms, room’s mushed up and I need a cradle

In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy

Now getting to the bar’s gonna be trouble
So the Marlons’ll have to be doubles
Then you drink doubles
The same speed you drink singles
Ah beautiful, the barman holds aloft the crystal glass and I’m having all that’s in the bubble in the bottom of the bottle
Then by three or four, your head’s a bit mangled
Club’s full, you mingle
You dance the fandango
You sing all your favourite jingles
Far gone on one, call me Baron Von Marlon
One has a monocle and cigar
Dickie-bow and long johns
My utility belt tells me it’s to the bar Batman
Fat cans of that lager then it’s straight to the dance-floor
For much more fancy footwork, it’s adored by many amour
Don’t awe me with your little sidestep technique
Gget to the beat, loosen up, it’s The Streets

In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy

We eat junk food, sat drunk on the tube
Every time the train clunks I feel like puking
Wonder whether that beautiful bird’ll ring,
Then it all goes hazy, these are the days we’re walking up out and back to the road, talking
Well shouting actually, loads more drunk, by Jove, mind’s focused, balance fucked up
Ra, ra, ra, it’s all back to the Dogstar and if it’s his round I’m quite partial to another Marlon at the bar
Bad idea to start again late, should’ve given my brain a break
Take it easy mate, you start to think you’re a state, you definitely are a state

In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy

A new day another morning after, leaning back on my chair in a greasy spoon cafeteria
Last night was some beer laryness done our way but again we're back in the light of day
Chatting shit, sitting at the wall table telling jokes playing with the salt, lookin out the window
Girl brings 2 plates of full english over with plenty of scrambled eggs and plenty of fried tomato
Get my phone out, 'bout to give this girl a shout, see if she had a nice time last night up town
Ask if she fancies trying it again sometime then Cal grabs the phone oi oi oi!

Hold it down boy, your heads getting blurred
I know you can't stop thinking of her
By all means you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, thats all don't mug yourself!

Seriously Mick you fucker
No no no Cos ya know what I mean
Don't mug yourself
I'm fucking, i'm know way really d'ya know what I mean
I can take it or leave it, believe, and then Calvins like oi

You need to hold it down Jack, put your phone back
Quit staring into space and eat your snack, thats that
She'll want you much for not hanging on
Stop me if I'm wrong, stop me if I'm wrong
Why should she be the one who decides whether it's off or on or on or off or on
Now the girls rude, I know she's rude but she's screwed right through you, you'll be on your knees soon

Hold it down boy, your heads getting blurred
I know you can't stop thinking of her
By all means you can vibe with this girl
Bust just don't mug yourself, thats all don't mug yourself!
And i'm like, honestly it's not like that, your acting like I'm prancing like a sap
Jumping when she claps and that, oi
Do you really think I act wack cos I'm tellin ya serving the aces and it's game set and match
Perfectly in control of this goal, I got the lead role, won't be fooled and I'm older than you're told
Girl sold, high speeds gold, game over game over too cold

Hold it down boy, your heads getting blurred
I know you can't stop thinking of her
By all means you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself!

Hold it down boy, your heads getting blurred
I know you can't stop thinking of her
By all means you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, thats all don't mug yourself!

Ohhhhhhh yaaaa hold it down boy your heads getting blurred
And you can't stop thinkin of her
That girl, she can smell it on her piece
She must have crab and fuckin shrimp in her teeth
No no that's it that's it let me go again let me go again
Are we still recording........weellllllll yeah!

Oi oi oi Lee Satchell you bastard
Stop trying to shag the birds and fight the geezers
Mines a Kronenberg mate
The streets

Geezers geezers geezers
Who got the funk?
Original pirate material
Day in the life of a geezer
Crispy, rosco, englands glory
Uniq, locked on, andy lewis

All Birmingham geezers
All London heads
Barnet, Brixton, Beckenham
You're listening to the streets
Original pirate material

Day in the life of a geezer
Day in the life of a geezer
This is just a groove
Just a groove.

Hello, Hello. My names Terry and I’m a law abider
There’s nothing I like more than getting fired up on beer
And when the weekends here I to exercise my right to get paralytic and fight
Good bloke fairly
But I get well leery when geezers look at me funny
Bounce ‘em round like bunnies
I’m likely to cause mischief
Good clean grief you must believe and I ain’t no thief.
Law abiding and all, all legal.
And who cares about my liver when it feels good
Wwhat you need is some real manhood.
Rasher Rasher Barney and Kasha putting peoples backs up.
Public disorder, I’ll give you public disorder.
I down eight pints and run all over the place
Spit in the face of an officer
See if that bothers you cause I never broke a law in my life
Someday I’m gonna settle down with a wife
Come on lads lets have another fight

Eh hello. My names Tim and I’m a criminal,
In the eyes of society I need to be in jail
For the choice of herbs I inhale.
This ain’t no wholesale operation
Just a few eighths and some Playstations my vocation
I pose a threat to the nation
And down the station the police hold no patients
Let’s talk space and time
I like to get deep sometimes and think about Einstein
And Carl Jung And old Kung Fu movies I like to see
Pass the hydrator please
Yeah I’m floating on thin air.
Going to Amsterdam in the New Year – top gear there
Cause I taker pride in my hobby
Home made bongs using my engineering degree
Dear Leaders, please legalise weed for these reasons.

Like I was saying to him.
I told him: “Top with me and you won’t leave.”
So I smacked him in the head and downed another Carling
Bada Bada Bing for the lad’s night.
Mad fight, his face’s a sad sight.
Vodka and Snake Bite.
Going on like a right geez, he’s a twat,
Shouldn’t have looked at me like that.
Anyway I’m an upstanding citizen
If a war came along I’d be on the front line with em.
Can’t stand crime either them hooligans on heroin.
Drugs and criminals those thugs on the penny coloured will be the downfall of society
I’ve got all the anger pent up inside of me.

You know I don’t see why I should be the criminal
How can something with no recorded fatalities be illegal
And how many deaths are there per year from alcohol
I just completed Gran Tourismo on the hardest setting
We pose no threat on my settee
Ooh the pizza’s here will someone let him in please
“We didn’t order chicken, Not a problem we’ll pick it out
I doubt they meant to mess us about
After all we’re all adults not louts.”
As I was saying, we’re friendly peaceful people
We’re not the ones out there causing trouble.
We just sit in this hazy bubble with our quarters
Discussing how beautiful Gail Porter is.
MTV, BBC 2, Channel 4 is on until six in the morning.
Then at six in the morning the sun dawns and it’s my bedtime.

Causing trouble, your stinking rabble
Boys saying I’m the lad who’s spoiling it
You’re on drugs it really bugs me when people try and tell me I’m a thug
Just for getting drunk
I like getting drunk
Cause I’m an upstanding citizen
If a war came along I’d be on the front line with em.

Now Terry you’re repeating yourself
But that’s okay drunk people can’t help that.
A chemical reaction inside your brain causes you to forget what you’re saying.

What. I know exactly what I’m saying
I’m perfectly sane
You stinking student lameo
Go get a job and stop robbing us of our taxes.

Err, well actually according to research
Government funding for further education pales in insignificance
When compared to how much they spend on repairing
Leery drunk people at the weekend
In casualty wards all over the land.

*** Thanx a lot to Ed for this one ***

Weak Become Heroes

Turn left up the street
Nothing but grey concrete and dead beats
Grab something to eat
Maccy D's or KFC
Only one choice in the city
Done voicing my pity, now let's get to the nitty gritty
Tune reminds me of my first E
Polite, unique, still sixteen and feelin horny
Point to the sky, feel free
A sea of people all equal, smiles in front and behind me
Swim in the deep blue sea, cornfields sway lazily
All smiles all easy, where you from what you on and what's your story?
Mesmerizing tones risin pianos this is my zone so stop clonin
Pick paper scissors or stone
'Cause me and you are same, I've known you all my life I don't know your name
The names European Bob, sorted, anyway
Gonna have dance now see you later, pleased to meet you
Likewise, a pleasure

We were just standin there mindin our own
And it went on and on
We all smile we all sing
The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing

We were just standin there mindin our own
And it went on and on
We all smile we all sing
The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing

The night slowly fades and goes slow motion
All the commotion becomes floatin emotions
Same piano loops over
Arms wave eyes roll back and jaws fall open
I see in soft focus
Chattin to this bloke in the toilets
Dizzy new heights blinded by the lights
These people are for life, it's all back to his place at the end of the night
Yo, They could settle wars with this
If only they will, imagine the worlds leaders on pills, then imagine the mornin after
Wars causing disaster, don't talk to me I don't know ya
But this ain't tommorow and for now I still love ya
Hours fly over, sail round diamonds and pearls, never seen so many fit girls
Discover new worlds, look at my watch can't focus
Last two hours I lost, every move fills me with lust
All of life's problems I just shake off
Mad little events happen, things map out and a few blue maddens alight the toilets
Big beefy bouncers out to reveal us, geezers on e's and first timers, kids on whizz darlings on Charlie
They've all come together for this party
All races many faces from places you never heard of
Where you from what's your name and what you on
Sing to the words flex to the fat ones
The tribal drums, the sun's risin we all smile we all sing

We were just standin there mindin our own
And it went on and on
We all smile we all sing
The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing

We were just standin there mindin our own
And it went on and on
We all smile we all sing
The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing

Then the girl in the cafe taps me on the shoulder
I realize five years went by I'm older
Memories smoulder winters colder
But that same piano loops over and over and over
The road shines and the rain washes away
The same Chinese takeaway selling shit in a tray
It's dark all round I walk down, same sight same sounds new beats though
Solid concrete under my feet
No surprises no treats, the world stands still as my mind sloshes round
The washing up bowl in my crown
My life's been up and down since i walked from that crowd

We were just standin there mindin our own
And it went on and on
We all smile we all sing
The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing

We were just standin there mindin our own
And it went on and on
We all smile we all sing
The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing

Out of respect to Johnnie Walker, Paul Oakenfold,
Nikki Hollaway, Danni Rampling
And all the people who gave us these times
And to the government I stick my middle finger up
With reguards to the criminal justice bill
For all the heros an' that along the way

The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing

The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing

We were just standin there mindin our own
And it went on and on
We all smile we all sing
The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing

Who Dares Wins

It's who dares wins in the city
Sit pretty
Locked On not Tripoli
Get dressed for the party
As i spit simile after simile

Got the latest Nikes on my feet
The streets merely reflect this bass line and beat
Lock on to 102.6 the streets
Kronenburg double doves and herbs actions speak louder than words
Get fucked up sat on the curb
Street geezers
Accept me as your own
Let me make myself at home
I just ain't a clone
Still got the monsta boy ring tone though
Raised as a northern star
With a London underground travel card.

Cos this world swallows souls
And when the blues unfold
It gets cold solids burn holes
You're going mad
Perhaps you always were
But when things was good you just didn't care
This is called irony
When you most need to get up you got no energy
Time and time shit'll happen
The dark shit's unwrapping
But no-one's listening your mates are laughing
Your brethren's fucking and then you start hating
Your stomach starts churning and you mind starts turning.
So smoke another draw
It won't matter no more but the next day still feels sore
Rain taps on your window
Always did tho but you didn't hear it when things were so-so
You're on your own now
Your little zone you were born alone and believe me you'll die alone
Weed becomes a chore
You want the buzz back so you follow the others onto smack

Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive

Feels nice and still
Good thing about brown is it always will
It's easy, no-one blames you
It's that world out there that's fucked you
You know less of a person and if God exists
He still loves you
Just remember that - the more you sink the further back from that brink
Maybe you've lifetime scars and you think tattoos might be more fitting
But who's picking?
Searching for yourself you find demons
Try and be a freeman and grasp that talisman
Cos your the same as I am
We all need our fellow man
We all need our samaritan.
Maybe I'm better looking than you tho
Maybe I've got more dough - but am I happier... no.
Get the love of a good girl and your world will be much richer than my world
And your happyness will uncurl

Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive

Stop dreaming
People who say that are blaspheming
They're doing nine to five and moaning
And they don't want you succeeding when theyve blown it
And you idols - who are they?
They too dreamt about their day
Positive steps will see your goals.
Wether it's dollars or control, feel the gold.
I ain't helping you climb the ladder
I'm busy climbing mine.
That's how it's been since the dawn of time
If you reach a cul-de-sac
The world turns it's back
This is you zone, it's like blackjack
He might get the ace or the top one
So organise your two's and three's into a run then you'll have fucked him son
And for that you'll be the better one
One last thing before you go though
When you feel better tommorow you'll be a hero
But never forget today. you could be back here
Things can stray
What if you see me in that window?
You won't help me I know.
That's cool, just keep walking where you go.
Carry on through the estate, stare at the geezers so they know you ain't lightweight
And go see your mates
And when they don't look happy
Play them this tape

Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive

I hope you understand me
Just trying to stay positive
I ain't no preaching fucker and I ain't no do-goody-goody either
This is about when shit goes pear-shaped
And if you aren't or ever have been at rock bottom then good luck to you in the big wide world
But remember that one day shit might just start crumbling
Your bird might fuck off or you might loose your job
It's when that happens that what I'm talking about will feel much more important to you
So if you ain't feeling it, just be thankfull that everythings cool in your world
Respect to BC
Positivity
Positivity

Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive
Just trying to stay positive

It was supposed to be so easy
Just take back the DVD, withdraw that extra money
Tell mum I wouldn't be back for tea, then grab my savings and hurry
So first to get the film back in time, to avoid that big fine
I had to do a fast hill climb, but a faster decline
But I flew a bit quick, arms like a lunatic
Had to stop for a few ticks, I started feeling sick
Got to the video shop in a state, but chuffed it wouldn't be late
Only when he flicked open the case, I'd left the disc at my place
Today I've achieved absolutely nought
In just being out of the house, I've lost out
If I wanted to end up with more now
I should've just stayed in bed, like I know how
So I failed on the DVD, but I still had to get the money
Tell mum I couldn't make tea, get the saving and then hurry
Rushing to the cash machine, still a bit mashed and lean
Then of course a mandatory car, drives by and splashes me
Get there the cues outrageous, ladies taking ages
My rage is blowing gauges, how longs it take to validate your wages?
At last my turn comes, press the 50 squid button
Insufficient funds
Today I've achieved absolutely nought
In just being out of the house, I've lost out
If I wanted to end up with more now
I should've just stayed in bed, like I know how
So I failed on the DVD, couldn't withdraw any money
But I still had to call mum, get the savings and hurry
So to call mum so that, I could tell her I can't go and that
At least I remembered my phone man, I didn't know her number offhand
Where's my phone have I got it, Oh this is a crock of shit
I lost the fucking thing, oh here it is in my pocket
But the batteries nearly flat, gotta call quick snap
Aww shit, the battery is flat
Today I've achieved absolutely nought
In just being out of the house, I've lost out
If I wanted to end up with more now
I should've just stayed in bed, like I know how
So I've failed on the DVD, couldnt withdraw any money
Or call mum about tea, I'll have to get the savings and hurry
But where was the money, I knew I'd left it on the
Side, next to the telly, this is not even funny
I left it in the living room, ready to pick up as soon
As I passed through, on the way out to the rendevous
So the shoebox full of money, just disappearing from me
Is not what I call funny, a grand don't come for free
Today I've achieved absolutely nought
In just being out of the house, I've lost out
If I wanted to end up with more now
I should've just stayed in bed, like I know how

(Oi, soaked to the bone in my jeans, do you want me to stop?
I imagine my mums weaping right now
And the thousand pounds you swore, that I left on the table this morn
Has simply disappeared before my eyes, his eyes and yours
And I'm a thousand pounds poorer, a hundred thousand pennies, no more
A thousandth of a million squid, or two monkeys or a whole fifty scores
Gone withdrawn from my life, the money is no more for sure)
It was supposed to be easy

Cuz her last relationship fucked her up.
Got hurt majorly, finds it tough to trust.
Looked at the ashtray, then looked back up,
Spinnin it away on the tabletop.
She looked much fitter than saturday just.
She worked in JD's with dan.
Back then I figured she was pretty damn rough,
But she was only wearin her work stuff.
And in these clothes she looked more than buff,
She stirred her straw, sat up to adjust.
I told her I thought it was important,
That you could get lost in conversation.
Chattin shit, sittin in, oblivion
With that person who's your special one.
She said she was the worst pool player under the sun,
But blokes go easy so she always won.

I saw this thing on ITV the other week,
Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playin with her hair, well regularly,
So i reckon i could well be in.

She didn't look too bored with what I was sayin.
Her hair looked much better than the other day.
She had her fingers 'round her hair, playin'.
I Saw on the telly that's a good indication.
She didn't offer to buy the next drink though, Nay.
I suppose that's just our girl's way.
Im tryin to think what else I could say,
Peelin' the label off, spinnin the ashtray.
Yeah actually, yes, she did look pretty neat.
Her perfume smelled expensive and sweet.
I felt like my hair looked a bit cheap,
Wished I'd had it cut back last week.
She kept givin me this look, cuz she would speak.
Was she only friendly, or was she a keep?
Asked her if she wanted the same again to drink.
Started to turn and get up out my seat.

I saw this thing on ITV the other week,
Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playin with her hair, well regularly,
So i reckon i could well be in.

She said that her close mates all were
Always the most important thing to her.
I said I thought it was a bit more blurred.
She asked what I meant by that as she stirred.
I told her about the money and what had occurred
With it goin missing from the living room, so.
With my best mates all there standin by,
Right where I left it, under their eyes.
So surely one of them might have spied
What happened to my money at that time.
I felt like they were all smilin on the side.
She was like "fair play" she couldn't say why.
She didn't know what all my mates were like.
And I said she just might be right.
Wish I had someone I could always rely,
Someone to get lost chattin to all night.

I saw this thing on ITV the other week,
Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playin with her hair, well regularly,
So i reckon i could well be in.

As I walked back with more drinks to our place,
She had her phone stuck to the side of her face.
I sat for a minute while she chatted away
'bout somethin with her mom and her birthday.
Played for a bit with the same ashtray,
Thought about things while i sat and waited.
It was nice to chat about the shit in my head,
Someone who just listens to you instead.
I looked at the barman, wiping down again,
Looked at the football on the tv set,
Tryin to look like i weren't just waitin there
For her conversation to come to an end.
I look at my watch and realized right then
That, for three hours, been in conversation.
Before she put her phone down, she switched to silent,
And we carried on chattin for more than that again.

I saw this thing on ITV the other week,
Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playin with her hair, well regularly,
So i reckon i could well be in.

I saw this thing on ITV the other week,
Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playin with her hair, well regularly,
So i reckon i could well be in

It's his lucky day, thats a given
He'll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine
This time I know I'm gonna smash the bet
I foresee it smacked in the back of the net
Men grip slips, wipe their hands that sweat
The camera pans the away fans end
Twenty quid for blues to thrash the reds
Then cash that cash, when the ref has said
My mates out, his pads a mess
it'sgetting late, I've not dashed yet
The question I have to ask myself
Is can I see us not battering them?
If I can't see that, happening then
Im gonna put all my money down on one fat bet
Now I don't know the first thing about football
But my instincts tell me this is my windfall
It's his lucky day, thats a given
He'll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine
This time I know I woulda cashed the lot
I woulda held in my hand the whole jackpot
The games won, the ends have a swap
2-0 up they're getting mashed up
But I won't win now, the chance flopped
Cause I couldnt make it to the damn shop
Might aswell put tea in that pot
Ive got nowhere else I have to bop
The question I have to ask one
Is how I managed, not to manage the trot
Maybe I could phone in and slap it on
Put all my money on a mid-match one
Yes, I don't know the first thing about football
But my instincts tell me this is my windfall
It's his lucky day, thats a given
He'll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But this is gonna pay, he feels it this one'll be fine
Shit, I'm mad glad I didn't back that match
Suppose to be an unproblematic catch
Full time the whistle blasted after
The last passer, passed the last pass
Would you believe how we fell back
Three goals lost in the last half
So glad I was stranded back at the flat
Wincing at every goal we let em have
The question I now have to ask
Is how the fuck did we get smashed that bad?
I just very, very nearly, nearly
Lost every penny of all my cash
Yes, I don't know the first thing about football
And my instincts almost led me to a pitfall
It's his lucky day, that was barmy
He didn't tick the box on the slip, and what a relief
He's not addicted, he can stop anytime
But next time he will be more lucky, next time he'll be fined
(x2)
I need to rethink the technique of my betting shit
Maybe change the parameters a little bit
Instead of betting on to win the football
I'll bet to lose the cricket

That's the one, Oy
How did he not find the baggy, with his hand in my shoe?
Way too close for me, ah well at least they allowed me through.
Should be a good night in here, Ramo in the main room,
People keep pushing me though, no reception on the phone.
And i'm thinkin'...
(Light are blinding my eyes)
They said they'd be here they said, they said in the corner,
And I'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
These look well speckly, bit of green and blue,
Freeze is well cheap though, so i'll take three if i need to.
Right I'm on the plan, i wish the bouncers would go away,
Borrow water off this man, here goes nothing OK,
And i'm thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
Thats proper rank, that tastes like hairspray
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
I hate coming to the entrance, just to get bars on my phone,
You have no new messages, so why haven't they phoned?
Menu, write message, so where are you and Simone?
Send message, Stan's number, where've they gone?
And I'm thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
Why's the message pending? where the fuck are ya?
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
Hmm, brandy or beer? Waters a good idea,
Wish that bar lady'd appear; and come serve over here.
Where the fuck could they be? still not over in the corner,
This nights a tragedy, i keep thinking i saw her.
And i'm thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
No thats not them, thats not them either...
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
I'm still not feeling anything, this has got to be a dud.
It's been ages since i necked it, and smoked six tabs to the nub.
Belly's not even tingling, i just feel a bit pissed..
No-one looks like minglin', i can't see her or him..
And I'm thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
I'm gonna do another i think. Yeah, one more, these are shit.
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
These toilets are a piss take, queue's bigger than the door.
Gotta get rid of this pill taste, what are they chattin so much for?
Glad i'm not a girl in this place, they'll be here til dawn.
Sure my belly's tingling a bit, somethings happening I'm sure.
And I'm thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
Maybe i shouldnt have done the second one, i feel all fidgety and warm...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
Whoa, everything in the room is spinning, i think i'm going to fall down,
My heart's beating to quick, i'm fucking tripping out.
I wonder whether they got in, turned away no doubt.
Who cares, this is a tune coming in, that who where he's like..
Im thinkin'...
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
My eyes are rolling back, i'm rubbing my thighs with my hand.
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
Yeah yeah they cheer - can they see my hand in the air?
Need to wave 'em over here. Swear Simone's kissing Dan.
My head is twisted sever, body's rushing everywhere,
They could have texted me when they were near, but i'm fucked and i don't care.
(Lights are blinding my eyes)
What was i thinkin' about? Ah who cares, i'm maaaashed.
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
Totally fucked, can't hardly fuckin' stand.
This is fuckin amazing; argh

I should be standing at the bar, waving a ten pound note around
But I sit here on the sofa at my girls house
I should be chatting shit as I'm nobbing out another stout
But I'll roach a spliff watching the TV for now
I should be watching the fruit machines for which one will pay out
But I sit on the sofa at my girls, anyhow
I should be legging it from a cab, like a mad little lout
But Ill roach a spliff, watching the TV throughout

I know I never tell her, but every single day man
I'm always thinking loads about her
She's the best thing that ever happened to me and
I don't know what I'd do without her

I should actually go out and about, flip some beer mats
Instead of sitting here at my girls gaff
Cos all I seem to do is sit in this habitat
Just roaching a spliff watching the TV and that
On the TV at my house, there's a bit broken at the back
So I use my girls TV to watch the match
Yeah, I might head out later to get off this beaten track
Of watching the TV, roaching up on the same old mat

I know I never tell her, but every single day man
I'm always thinking loads about her
She's the best thing that ever happened to me and
I don't know what I'd do without her

But on second thoughts I won't do shots, no I think I will
Sit on the sofa and eat my TV meal
I would actually much prefer to just sit here and chill
Roaching a spliff, watching Eastenders or The Bill
Cos basically, I love her and I love been here still
And I love sitting on the sofa with my girl, for real
I don't wanna knock my mates, but there it'sthe same old drill
Roaching a spliff, watching the TV is my will

I know I never tell her, but every single day man
I'm always thinking loads about her
She's the best thing that ever happened to me and
I don't know what I'd do without her

No fuck that, I might ask my mates where theyll be drinking
From the sofa giving them a ding
Tell em, I will go threes on that gram later on this evening
Instead of roaching a spliff, watching the TV again
And then go out, whilst back at hers, she does her ting
Sitting on the sofa at her end
But as I watch the big screen I know I will quite miss
Me and her, roaching a spliff, watching the TV again

I know I never tell her, but every single day man
I'm always thinking loads about her
She's the best thing that ever happened to me and
I don't know what I'd do without her

I've got one packet of rizla over there, and it's nearly run out.
I've got bits of cigarette all over the place
The clipper needs a shake, the ashtray needs emptying
But i wouldn't have it any other way

Go, get out of my house
Please
And actually give me back my keys
But
I'll be proper angry
If
You're not back later on your knees

Look, if I'm talking to you you shouldn't be gawping in thin air
You're so selfish but what about us, as in pair?
I needed you to come over man, I needed you to be near
I'm about to do something crazy; you'll regret this, I swear
This one time I really needed you to head over mine where
I was throwing up all morning it was all in my hair
Then because I was so dizzy I almost fell down the stairs
Like you always do, you know, you just don't fucking care

Go, get out of my house
Please
And actually give me back my keys
But
I'll be proper angry
If
You're not back later on your knees

Look, come on, calm down, it wasn't all totally like that
You're over-reacting just a bit, maybe we can sit down and chat?
It's just you know I had stuff to do, you know, this and that
Maybe it wasn't so important as you being in the sack
But I had to sort out my pills man, I needed to stock up my stash
I couldn't do it any other day, I had to do it then, quick, snap
And you didn't want me there last Sat so I left you on your jack
And this Saturday I thought it was the same deal as last Sat at your gaff

Go, get out of my house
Please
And actually give me back my keys
But
I'll be proper angry
If
You're not back later on your knees

You don't care about my broken TV
I sit on my sofa all day smoking weed
I never phoned that bloke from the TV company
So please don't be like this, please please please

Actually now I think about it, what am I guilty about?
I felt like I was in the wrong, I felt like I was the lout
Oi, this is what happened last Saturday now, I think I remember now
You were ill last Saturday and two weeks before that little bout
You know I need that medication for my epilepsy now
Or I run the risk of having a fit, you know I can't go without
So when you being in bed is because last night you got pissed
It's you that's being selfish, it's you that don't give a shit

I'm gone, I'll get out your house
Then
I'll never be back again
But
I'll still be 'cieving when
You
Text me to make up and be friends

So there you go
Eh?
Don't try and gimme that shit, right?
'Cos, d'you know what I mean?
You're not exactly...fuckin'..y'know..d'you know what I mean?
It don't really matter anymore, d'you know what I mean?
It's hard enough to remember my opinions without remembering my reasons for them
You're confusing me now
I'm not gonna give you an example
I can't remember an example
You do it all the time
You know, that thing that you do
I...look, I can't remember when you last did it can I?
I'm gone anyway
I'm never gonna darken your towers again, I'll tell you that
And that thing about Femme Fatale yeah?
She's fit, and she's fitter than you anyway
I like her, d'you know what I mean?
I'm never gonna meet her
So before you get these jealous...I like her, y'know

You can turn that off

(‘Scuse me girl, I know it’s a bit embarrassing
but I just noticed some tan lines on your shirt there)

See I reckon you're about an 8 or a 9,
Maybe even 9 and a half in four beers time.
That blue top shop top you've got on IS nice,
Bit too much fake tan though - but yeah you score high.

But there's just one little thing thats really really,
Really really annoying me about you you see,
Yeah yeah like i said you are really fit
But my gosh don't you just know it

I'm not trying to pull you
Even though i would like to
I think you are really fit
You're fit But my gosh don't you know it

So when i looked at you standing there with your hoard,
I was waiting in the queue looking at the board
Wondering whether to have a Burger or chips
Or what the shrapnel in my back pocket could afford
When i noticed out the corner of my eye
Looking toward my direction
Your eyes locked on my course
I couldnt concentrate on what i wanted to order,
Which lost me my place in the queue i waited for YEAH

I'm not trying to pull you
Even though i would like to
I think you are really fit
You're fit But my gosh don't you know it

Whoa! Leave it out
Are you smoking something?
Leave it Out
Mike just leave it just leave it
We cannot have that behaviour in this establishment
S'not worth it mike, just leave it
don't Touch Me, S'not Worth It
don't Touch Me, D, Look I'm Alright don't Touch me

For a while there i was thinkin - yeah but what if?
Picturin' myself pullin with bare white hot wit
Snarin you as you were standing there opposite
Whether or not you knew it i swear you didn't tick
And when that bloke in the white behind us lot queuing
Was clockin onto you too yeah i had to admit
That yeah yeah you are fit,
And yeah i do want it,
But i stop sharkin' a minute to get chips and drinks

I'm not trying to pull you
Even though i would like to
I think you are really fit
You're fit But my gosh don't you know it

Now, I bashed my head hard earlier two to the brew
But I am digressing slightly so I’ll continue
I didn’t want to bowl over or geezer and rude
Not rude like good but just rude like uncouth
You girls think you can just flirt and it comes to you
Well let me tell you see yes yes you are really rude
And rude as in good I knew this as you stood in queue
But I just did not wanna give this satisfaction to you

I'm not trying to pull you
Even though i would like to
I think you are really fit
You're fit But my gosh don't you know it

Oy, just as you started to make your big advance
With the milkshake and that little doughnut in hand
I was like nah, I can’t even though you look grand
But you look sharp there smilin hard suggesting and
Gleaming away with your hearty hearty lookin tan
But i admit the next bit was spanner to my plan
You walked towards my path but you just brushed right past
And into the arms of that fucking white shirted man

I'm not trying to pull you
Even though i would like to
I think you are really fit
You're fit But my gosh don't you know it

Oh what do i give a fuck i've got a girlfriend anyway
(whoa, we've all had a drink mate)
We're all a bit drunk, yeah we've had a few fair play
I got this stella i bombed from that last cafe
This nights not even begun, yes yes oh yay

I did fancy you a bit though yeah i must say
I would rather i hadnt mugged myself on display
But this is just another case of female stop and play
On otherwise a total result of a holiday

I'm not trying to pull you
Even though i would like to
I think you are really fit
You're fit But my gosh don't you know it

Ha ha ha

You’re fit you’re fit but you know it

You’re fit but you know it

I think I’m goin to fall over
I think I’m goin to fall
Fuck you dale

Yeah safe man, you ok?
Just calling to ensure you got back in
Hope you coped yesterday, cos I felt well damn grim
But yeah in the air on the plane my stomach was turning
Man I was hanging
head-to-sted on the headrest in pain
Prayed away all my bad sins
Lost count of the plain chardonnays before the fourth or maybe the fifth
In future I need to abstain
If only id had a bit of discipline
But worth every bit of spare change
Pure clowning down to the last drink

(Hang on let me slam the door mate; just pause that thought for a bit)

Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I’m such a twat

I’ve been pacing the place well paralysed since I got back in with my bags though
Yeah I’m too aware that last night was way mad slack
I know
Carried in a gang I lost sight of Simone
On her own back at home
Distracted from the fact it weren’t right
could have raised up the hand but no
Simone was moaning and that about me playing away on this holiday
She was watching the box at her dad’s house
there, preparing spliffs away
As I’m smacking glasses down at George Bests best session rate

(Can you hear me? Na sorry mate your fuzzy mate I can’t hear ya)

Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I’m such a twat

(I lost you for a minute yeah yeah I can hear you now)

See I mean that the true thing though I suppose I chose myself to allow
I was weak and stupid but as far as I viewed anyhow
She couldn’t have been it for me, the only girl id ever go out with

I didn’t want to waste my youth in a girl’s house to the sound of spliffs
And when she got in a mood with me in that text about that thing
I just switched off the phone when she started shouting
Coming to a conclusion I couldn’t be bothered with anymore rowing

Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I’m such a twat

(Nah nah nah)

And then after shots made me lose the plot
It all got a bit bizarre
And that incident with the ice cream I forgot, it all ended in our vodka
What I can remembers a blotch
I got a fat bruise on my arm
She weren’t even much too hot but she totally mugged me up like rah
She knew exactly what she was doing and it all went a bit too far
She was with that bloke in the white top in McDonalds car park
And then she let me chat her up later on in that lovely little bar

(Hello? Ahh fucking phones man)

Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I’m such a twat

(Yeah I think we got cut off, yeah I got crap reception in my house. I have to stand in a certain spot in my kitchen or it cuts out)

Yeah you know I was potty to even let myself allow it
I would if I could just swap what happened then for right now
And if she ever found out how far it got it would be more than just a row
This whole thing just got on top but it's her that I want, no doubt
So in a way it helped me doing wrong
I know I’ve fucked up now
This is where that dodgy shit stops
She’s just gotta not find out

Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I’m such a twat

Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I’m such a twat

He's fuckin' lyin' I know he is
It's written all over his face

I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?

Can't seem to do anything but stare
My C.P coat is lyin' just there
Draped over the edge of that dusty chair
All fits into place suddenly
Yeh my coat was hangin up under my stairs
But one day it went leaving the cupboard bare
The facts all click in and become square
He stole it while I was unaware
But why's he denying it when it's so bate
Looking at the telly, won't look over straight
Why's he not flappin' and explaining away?
To one very fuckin' frustrated mate
Dan's been trustin' every word Scott says
He believes in mates so fair play
But Scott's story is too far outweighed
And I'm gonna act before it'stoo late

I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?

[Wayney G]

This must all look a bit weird
It's Mike's C.P coat sittin here
Draped over the chair
So that it appears to all fit me up suddenly
And clear i'm gonna have to just try and volunteer
An answer 'bout the man who left the bomber here
He must've picked it up from Mikes dear
Girls house When the weather wasn't clear
The man must've thought it was Simone's coat
We didn't think it was Mike's coat though
I can't just deny it cos my face shows
Lookin at the telly's not aidin', no
I can't tell Mike this man didn't know
And innocently borrowed the coat at Simone's
Cos then Mike would demand to know
Why this man was even at Simone's

[Mike] That frown could mean anything
[Wayney G] What the fuck am I gonna do now?
He know's I'm lyin'
[Mike] I wish I could read his mind
[Wayney G] It's written all over my face

I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?

[Mike]

What the fuck's he saying she had the garm'
Either he has gone John Barnes
Or he's tryin to spin me a con's yarn
He think's he's the fucking don gar
How long have I undergone his smarm?
Shruggin' it all off as fun charm
If he don't stop lookin' at the TV though
I'm gonna wrap the cable round his wee throat
Hang on Scott says Simone had the coat
Where did he see her on the d.low
What is it I don't need to know?
Is he scheming to be near Simone?
In the club I wondered what was on the go
Dan was tryin to keep Scott from being close
And Scott teefed me money and his teefed me coat
And he's trying to steal me girlfriend from under me nose

I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?
I wish I could read what his eyes are sayin'
Staring straight and not blinking
He's not giving anything away
What is he thinking?

[Wayney G]

Right I can't be bothered with this no more
I'm gonna have to tell him I owe him the score
I wish I could tell him about the dough on the draws
That's somethin' I don't know, I swore
The coat thing will look dodgy loads more
If I don't throw it down as the crow soars
I'd better put the video on pause
Face up toe-to-toe over the floor
He really needs to know how his jacket
Miraculously appeared round my gaff, here
And the man that left it's been shagging
Mike's girl behind Mike's back and thing
This shit's all got a bit out of hand
There's no options I'm all down on plans
I'm jus' gonna have to split it now, man
Tell Mike the person that bought the coat round
Was...................Dan

In one single moment your whole life can turn 'round
I stand there for a minute starin’ straight into the ground
Lookin’ to the left slightly, then lookin’ back down
World feels like it’s caved in – proper sorry frown
Please let me show you where we could only just be, for us
I can change and I can grow or we could adjust
The wicked thing about us is we always have trust
We can even have an open relationship, if you must
I look at her she stares almost straight back at me
But her eyes glaze over like she’s lookin’ straight through me
Then her eyes must have closed for what seems an eternity
When they open up she’s lookin’ down at her feet

Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now
It’s over

So then I move my hand up from down by my side
It's shakin’, my life is crashin’ before my eyes
Turn the palm of my hand up to face the skies
Touch the bottom of her chin and let out a sigh
‘Cause I can’t imagine my life without you and me
There’s things I can’t imagine doin’, things I can’t imagine seein’
It weren't supposed to be easy, surely
Please, please, I beg you please
She brings her hands up towards where my hands rested
She wraps her fingers round mine with the softness she’s blessed with
She peels away my fingers, looks at me and then gestures
By pushin’ my hand away to my chest, from hers

Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now
It’s over

And I’m just standin’ there, I can’t say a word
‘Cause everythin’s just gone
I’ve got nothin’
Absolutely nothin’

Tryin’ to pull her close out of bare desperation
Put my arms around her tryin’ to change what she’s sayin’
Pull my head level with hers so she might engage in
Look into her eyes to make her listen again
I’m not gonna fuckin’, just fuckin’ leave it all now
‘Cause you said it'd be forever and that was your vow
And you’re gonna let our things simply crash and fall down
You’re well out of order now, this is well out of town
She pulls away, my arms are tightly clamped round her waist
Gently pushes me back and she looks at me straight
Turns around so she’s now got her back to my face
Takes one step forward, looks back, and then walks away

Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now
It’s over

I know in the past I’ve found it hard to say
Tellin’ you things, but not tellin’ straight
But the more I pull on your hand and say
The more you pull away

Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now

If I want to sit in and drink super tennants in the day I will,
No-ones going to fucking tell me jack,
But can you rely on anyone in this world?
No you cant; it'snot my fault there's wall to wall empty cans
Everyone wanted this to all go wrong for me from the start,
It's fucked up that a mans life can just be attacked,
Watching this morning with a beer is much better relying on,
Unknown cunts for mates i was given that don't have my back.
Scott texted me to say he'd have a look at the TV for me,
But i layed it down telling him to fuck right off chap.
Phoned this company out the yellow pages;
Told them to take away the TV and fix it quick snap.
The next day they took away the TV and told me they'd repair the little bit,
Thats broken round on the back.
I thought that would be that but the next bit was on top,
This was where it all started to get a bit out of hand.

No-one gives a crap about Mike;
Thats why i'm acting nasty.
You know what you can do with your life;
Introduce it up your jacksie.
'Cause No-one gives a crap about Mike;
Thats why i'm acting nasty.
You know what you can do with your life;
Introduce it up your jacksie.

The TV man comes back later, knocks on mine,
To say he's found something in the back of the TV,
I'm looking at it absolutely speechless,
Can't quite believe he's trying to pull this fucking stunt on me.
I knew it was a simple case of the power supply gone on the back,
But he's trying to tap me up for more money.
He says it'snot like that and I'm like fuck off and die,
And stick up my two fingers and one more to make three.
He says don't talk to me like that, and i don't understand,
Face is in his face and i tell him i understand perfectly.
And he grabs my shirt and i grab his face with my hand,
So he brings his fist up and twats me a good one on my cheek.
Now I'm trying to pull his head down so i can knee it,
But he's got my ear; he's twisting it round so much that it'sreally hurting me.
And we both go down on the floor, and he pushes my head back;
Onto the corner of the fridge which is total agony.
Then he gets up and runs out the kitchen, and out of the door,
Shouting stuff to me, slams the door shoutin' at me.
So here i am in my house, drinking on my own settee;
Everyones a cunt in this life, no-one's there for me.

No-one gives a crap about Mike;
Thats why i'm acting nasty.
You know what you can do with your life;
Introduce it up your jacksie.
'Cause No-one gives a crap about Mike;
Thats why i'm acting nasty.
You know what you can do with your life;
Introduce it up your jacksie.

[break]

If I want to sit in and drink super tennants in the day I will,
No-ones going to fucking tell me jack,
But can you rely on anyone in this world?
No you cant; it'sall my fault there's wall to wall empty cans.
I sat in the kitchen all fucked off,
Imagining over and over what they're all doing behind my back.
Dodgy things going on, actions i regretted,
Stain bottle with a pipe and tin foil on the matt.
Scott texted me telling me he'll have a look at the TV for me,
And I Felt like just telling him to fuck right off chap.
But what he said about wanting to do the right thing by both mates,
And then opting to stay out - it seemed to match.
But i's told him he could make it up by fixing the TV,
He said thats the least he could do to square things flat.
I thought that would be that but then the next bit was mad,
This is where everything started to all turn back.

The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,
And this is the start of what was.

He had to unscrew about fifteen screws before he could pull the panel off the back,
To get in the fecking thing;
But just as he did so, he said he saw something,
That slipped inside behind the panel - down the back of it.
Must have been some leaflets or a bill maybe,
I didn't want to lose the bill incase it was a final warning.
So we both treid to get the back off and work out if there was any more screws to get out,
Or if we left any in.
And when he looked down the back of the TV, his eyes just froze,
Before he rammed his hand in saying, no shit.
He's looking at me absolutely speechless, he can't quite believe what he's trying to pull out the slip.
I get up wondering what he's smiling about, he's shaking his head at this point,
With the biggest of grins;
I look down the back of the TV and thats where it was, in all it'sglory - my thousand quid.

The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,
And this is the start of what was.

About 2 this afternoon the last of the people left my house,
'Cause they never stop chattin' til all the rackets gone.
I really feel like things clicked into place at some point,
Or maybe it'sthe fact that me and Alison really got on.
Or maybe it'sthat i realised that it is true;
No-ones really there fighting for you in the last garison.
No-one except yourself that is, no-one except you.
You are the one who's got your back 'til the last deeds done.
Scott can't have my back til the absolute end,
'Cause he's got to look out for what over his horizon.
He's gotta to make sure he's not lonely, not broke.
It's enough to worry about keeping his own head above.
I shut the door behind me, huddled up in my coat,
Condensation floating off my breath, squinted out the sun.
My jeans feel a bit tight, think i washed them a bit too high;
I was gonna be late, so i picked up my pace to run.

The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,
And this is the start of what was.
The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,
And this is the start of what was.
The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,
And this is the start of what was.
The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,
And this is the start of what was

Pranging Out

I get back from tour
And suddenly it doesn't seem like much fun to be off my face
At a quarter to eleven am

You're prangin out,
I see through you
I feel awful
This voice is talking to me,
This aint even funny
The irons been on in my house has been in for four fucking weeks
I see through you
I'm about to do something stupid

I daren't say what my manager got lairy and smacked me
These headaches are getting unbearably nasty
Staring at the crackwork looking scary with my brandy
The rock and roll clich© walks in and then smacked me
Carelessly wreckin' out prang just to handle the fear
I do a line but then panic cos I feel a bit prangy
So I glug marlon from the bottle to ease off the pain
Then when it starts wearing off I just feel a bit sad
Snort more tour support and then have a drink
The bruise on the side of my head is madly banging
The only reason I started this was to still be here laughing
the only reason I started this was to still be here laughing

You're pranging out
I see through you
This voice is talking to me
This aint even funny
I see through you
I'm about to do something stupid

The girl in my bed was kinda distant right now
I know she's thinking she's a bit frightened somehow
I don't think she realised what I'd invited her back to my house
I don't want anyone to see me like this right now
All sorts of thoughts rolling back in my eyes
I've been a poor sport thoughts dance in my mind
A banging headache, dancing prang by their side
Dancing with the pictures from the past of my life
I don't remember any of what I just thought at all,
The conclusion prior to when I forgot it all
Panicking a bit, getting frightened of fuck all
So nursing my bruise I drink right from the bottle
I don't want anyone I know to see me like this
My fibs in single became lies in lists
She's gonna sell/tell no doubt
Fuck it I'm not gonna stop drinking though, I cant for now

You're pranging out
I see through you
This voice is talking to me
This aint even funny
I see you through you
I'm about to do something stupid

My laptop must have slipped down and gone to sleep
Before the prang this pain was to dawn on me
Around the time I was sketching trying to con some sleep
And the new day on me was nearly dawning in here
I must have flaked while I inputted, waging loads more
Cos I staked on bookings, way to tow the score
Why do I break my rules not to wager anymore
I'd flaked on the bookings and majorly totalled on the score
I've got a simple problem, but my minds spinning out
I remembered the website between the wine and the stout
My rush of fear made me forget how fucked I had been
This time I'm drying my eyes and a fucking nose bleed
Turning my phone off when my promo guy phones me
The day before getting nasty with my manager when he only bit me
I threw his wallet out of the window as it was growing heated
He said 'Sort your life out' as he punched me over to my feet

You're pranging out
I see through you
This voice is talking to me
This aint even funny
I see you through you
I'm about to do something stupid

You're pranging out
I see through you
This voice is talking to me
This aint even funny
I see you through you
I'm about to do something stupid

Right now logic states I need to be not contemplating suicide
'Cause with rational thought it would seem that I need to be not doing the stuff
That makes death seem like an easier option
I see through you
I need a totally trojan plan right now
I see through you

I dream that one day i'll have a child
And that child will say to me "dad, what was war?"
But it's not going to happen

It's a war of the sexes never get it blurred
I beg that you learn 'cause she's clever
How attracted to you she is is partly your gab
But it's multiplied by how little of you she can have

Oi the reason girls flirt is to work out their worth
Whereas men just hanker for the panky to happen
Retain this fact i'm hammering, this fact is gonna matter
What little you think you're letting by her sly
She senses you're near her and smells your desire
The general rule of mine, her intellect will be higher
Your task is to make her notice you fast but hanker when you don't close in after
She knows she can get most dudes but she mustn't know about you
If you screw this all up and then lose all your cool thats when she ends up liking you as a friend
You're not playing at hard to get
You're playing at not getting a hard-on yet

It's a war of the sexes never get it blurred
I beg that you learn 'cause she's clever
How attracted to you she is is partly your gab
But it's multiplied by how little of you she can have

And you wanna know what, listen..

The answer is to get close enough to her but listen the next thing you just totally blank her
You think i'm fucking mad don't ya but i don't shag on my own
Get somewhere close to the lamb but then glance and turn to the man
You need to get near to the lamb but she doesn't want to feel cramped
Instead of cowering up to the hostile lamb bowl up to the trusting man
It's much easier talking to him, he doesn't suspect you want anything

Just tell him something like
Did you know cigarette lighters were invented before matches?
It's abc making a he break with glee
'Cos he isn't suspicious you're trying to muscle into his misses
Do you know what i'm talking about that's why i'm talking about

It's a war of the sexes never get it blurred
I beg that you learn 'cause she's clever
How attracted to you she is is partly your gab
But it's multiplied by how little of you she can have

The woman is a highly socially-practised
Master in body language, dab-handed actress
She's calculating all the mad facts and the figures
While you're pretending to listen staring at her tits

It's a war of the sexes never get it blurred
I beg that you learn 'cause she's clever
How attracted to you she is is partly your gab
But it's multiplied by how little of you she can have

It's a war of the sexes never get it blurred
I beg that you learn 'cause she's clever
How attracted to you she is is partly your gab
But it's multiplied by how little of you she can have

Elementary, my dear cousin, elementary
I cannot state this enough
She must not clock your flop
You can't placard your march
Your threws seclude your moves
Or you're colluding well weapon

It's a war of the sexes never get it blurred
I beg that you learn 'cause she's clever
How attracted to you she is is partly your gab
But it's multiplied by how little of you she can have

And remember not to get hammered either
'Cause people who get hammered don't get to nail

The hardest way to make an easy living

I need something in my life to straighten me out
Let's rent this shed, we'll do vocals in the bog
Call toast PR tell 'em we've opened up shop
Campaign meetings at warner, no coke and not drunk
3 years to make this work, or look a joke and be broke
Blag their lawyers like the con with a dog
And there'll be no more straight scores to drop and keep dropping
Settle my gross addictions with my net and come
Tell my mum over tea that my whole life's fucking up
We've got two fifty grand in the budget to go
Subtract five for club promo
Lose five for a good video and fifteen for a dud video, fuck that

It's the hardest way to make an easy living
As long as we part each day just a bit nearer to delivery

Mayhem textes me about the press and TV
See if I've taken any Es
So I can get some sleep
Nap on the settee, the laptop next to me
Wince for my family at the skinner scandal of the week
TV pluggers, product managers set it up
Club promo needs to step up, help it work
Stick to our guns, don't crack to demands
Tell my mum in the car, that the car might have to go back
Two hundred and twenty five grand
Twenty six grand for a showcase
And five more on tour support and support story

It's the hardest way to make an easy living
As long as we part each day just a bit nearer to delivery

We'll never get bankrupt if we never have a go
This is no ordinary able, I need to flash up my flow
Go into morris stead as well as saville row
I want a pin-stripe suit that no man owns
Cash in the Kano beat for the silver shadow
Send it to warrior for the flash and the glow
The safest way to double your money is to fold it in your pocket
Tell my mum during breakfast that I got no sleep
Eight grand payed in september, april, may and december
If this keeps going so well, this is going to be the end of us

It's the hardest way to make an easy living
As long as we part each day just a bit nearer to delivery

In spread betting it's easy to draw a small fortune start
With a big fortune and lose into a small fortune
Haven't got a clue, we blindly charge on
Death threats from a boy of the girl I sarged on
She said she didn't have a bloke, another lesson marked down
Verbal agreements aren't worth the paper they're marked on
Get scans of reviews, we beg to chart up
Tell my mum over tea, the press have started up
We've spent a fortune
'Cause with ghost buying it's the end for tune
We need to sell some records soon

It's the hardest way to make an easy living
As long as we part each day just a bit nearer to delivery

It's the hardest way to make an easy living
As long as we part each day just a bit nearer to delivery

All Goes Out The Window

Can you blatantly say looking straight in her face
That you aren't telling tales to her

If you never tell a lie to her
You don't have to remember anything
It all goes out the window when
I try to do it myself

(Oi oi)
Can you blatantly say looking straight in her face that you ain't telling tales to her
That you never get stressed when she questions events you'll be best to forget
Can you actually blag when the lamb glances when you prang and your chatting
That if you had the chance to go back to her pad for a passionate act you wouldn't have it
Oi Why's that then

It's cause the reason you been faithful is
It's been so good
You never seen temptation
Deep down you hear the man's burden
We all have a man's burden
You'll always be a bad person

It's getting you down
you were letting her down,
You were tempted and failed
You showed her up
You need to be owning up you need to show her you love her for once
It was an extreme circumstance it was she that advanced
She defeated you gradually
So you must then be honest you must then get on this
Mend the wrong shit

If you never tell a lie to her
You don't have to remember anything
It all goes out the window when
I try to do it myself

Oi oi, so why you wanna phone up
Why you wanna own up
You were selfish and so dumb
To ease It off ur chest, to be relieved of the mess that's being proper selfish, oi
I been in some broken moments I know what goes on the road but there's a road you chose however coked
Up your brain you know you chose to strain you know it was your game oi

But it makes you see things clearer
It was weird though man
But you didn't wanna be with her
Seriously back home
If a girl was to even hear
It would spare her weak heart
She have no fear

The chance to see the fit thing naked will spell and memorise you.
You'll disregard the ways the lady in your life inspires you.
Which is why to day she tires of you, you'll be crying and howling.
And if you had the chance to go back to her pad for a passionate act you won't allow it.
But if your plans for a chance to go back ain't even had.
Then the passionate act won't happen, 'cause you plan not to have the chance, rewind back if that sounded fast.
Oi you can't think straight, you gotta avoid the situation ignore what she's doing.
You may be mugged if you trust too much but it will fuck you up more worrying about trust

If you never tell a lie to her,
You don't have to remember anything,
It all goes out the window when,
I try to do it myself

You may be mugged if you trust too much
But it will more fuck you up
It will more fuck you up worrying about trust

Memento Mori

Ah, what was the question
Oh yeah, memento mori
It means remember it's inevitable that we will all die
It sounds quite depressing when said so raw and direct
But it means don't hang yourself on a material life
But that gets dropped when I'm bop on shopping day
Am I shallow, am i hung up on such wrong ways
Yes I am shallow and loving every wrong play
If love is blind then why do we all buy lingerie
I've got nothing in my life away from the studio
So when I'm loose I end up consuming dough

Memento mori, memento mori
It's latin and it says we must all die
I tried it for a while but it's a load of boring shit
So I buy buy buy buy buy buy

If I start to think of life I have prangs of paranoia
Pull one stripey shirt off a racks or another
Overthink my fate grasping a pastel jumper
Panic buy a flight home, prang though actually sober
Change my mind and fly back into vegas
Buy more pastel shades and some famous labels
Frame the ferrari through the day with the mayhem
Just to forget about the race in my head
I don't really care about the luck and the look
But driving a ferrarri is fucking book

Memento mori, memento mori
It's latin and it says we must all die
I tried it for a while but it's a load of boring shit
So I buy buy buy buy buy buy

I think if I could see me now from my growing past
I'd Hate the shirted cunt that seems to be so fucking flash
I reckon from the threadsI think all I think's about cash
But my manager tells me I ought to think about cash
It's like people don't know the eighties started
My car just keeps carding with the card machine
You don't regard the old you, driving a ferrarri
Mine's the driving license through Nevada at speed
I never think about money
In fact I have no idea how much money I have

Memento mori, memento mori
It's latin and it says we must all die
I tried it for a while but it's a load of boring shit
So I buy buy buy buy buy buy

Chilly 'n carmen air sips as I'm parting her hair
But I'm an asbo drinker I want to be chilly parkair
But asbo drinkers just don't dig my art and my flair
Even if they dig my asbo driving, past their carlight flair
Sometimes when I my diamond trinkets with my whores
I know I've strayed a bit from my old sins and my walks
But then I laugh out loud that my car still fucking talks
I feel awful for a bit but at least i'm not poor

Can't Con an Honest John

Using the following, I'm going to show you
A - How to con somebody using their own greed
B - That you won't feel bad 'cos they're trying to con you anyway
And C - Taking their money

That's how you come to realize
Running the beat is just getting people's confidence
This scam only works 'cos that man thinks he's working this scam
And that you man off his mark
Get your mate, let's call your mate Peers
No not Peers, let's call him Farquhar
Anyway, get Farquhar to crawl into a bar with his dog
Like I said, the barman will try and con you later
but you're gonna take all his money.
Anyway, get Farquhar to pass into a local bar
And call to the bar to look after a dog for a dart
Just for twenty quid for a while, claiming that he hated it
But it was worth more than his car
This, by the way, requires that you find and supply Farquhar
With an animal, and a life, from your local park.
Get a nice dog that doesn't bark
But not so nice that someone might miss this mutt from the park
Anyway, using this technique you're gonna take all this man's money
But you're not gonna care, cos he's gonna fucking deserve it

You'll never con an Honest John
An Honest John you can't drag down
(Exactly!)
Con-do-lee get conned when they think they're the cunning one
(It's all one big con)
Neighbour you won't con
An Honest John

Right now listen, get Farquhar to dart out the bar
And just shop for some garm's, maybe
Just to pass an hour or so
I would go shopping cos' I gave up drinking
But whatever, just have Farquhar down the road
Now you walk in the bar, walk up to the barman
Order a jar, when you've caught him slouched on his own
Start eyeing the dog that he's minding by his side
Currently vibe him and start on about the dog you own.
Start asking the barman, if it's his fine specimen of a dog
Nod, smile, agree, look interested and cool
When he tells you it's someone else's you've just left previous
Tell him, 'This is a very rare breed of animal.'
Last time I lied my manager swiped me
But lie, and tell him it's like a fucking Red-Eared Hunting Spaniel.
Tell him it's worth six hundred quid and you would pay handsomely if you were to accept finance at all

You'll never con an Honest John
(Sometimes...)
An Honest John you can't drag down
(...Sometimes I think I should just go completely...)
Condolee get conned
When they think they're the cunning one
Neighbour you won't con an Honest John
(Keep listening though, it's important that you keep listening...)

Now take all his shopping off him
Get your mate Farquhar to pop in
Looking straight gutted a bit later on
He should order a jar, talk at the bar
Ensure he looks calm, warm with the barman
And generally start conversating on.
Farquhar should start falling apart
About how he's arsed up some chance
And how arsed up his day was.
Or in the event, the spread betting he's getting ready to accept
That his rent's not getting payed up.
The barmans mind will chime slowly for a while
He might wipe the bar, as his mind is making sums.
Farquhar should continue to moan about money
And that this mutt is not the greatest of his worries.
And like 'ching!', the barman will five out of six times
Kindly offer his greed to buy the dog for a price of three hundred quid
And after some bartering, your barman will haggle and charge harder
In greed of the scent of the scheme in his head.
(That's right, neighbour!)

You'll never con an Honest John
An Honest John you can't drag down
Condolee get conned
When they think they're the cunning one
(The barman, is gonna see how much he can stitch you up for.)
Neighbour you won't con an Honest John
(How does that work? Cos' everytime it's based around someone who thinks they're conning you.)

They'll never imagine the whole scenario is prepared solely for him
Why should he?
That sort of paranoia can get you in the loony bin!

As I have come to realise, running the beats is just getting people's confidence.
And than taking their money!

It's all one big con

When You Wasn't Famous

Ahhh see
Right see the thing that’s got it all fucked up now is camera-phones.
How the hell am I supposed to be able to do a line in front of complete strangers
When I know they've all got cameras?

When you're a famous boy
It gets really easy to get girls
it's all so easy you get a bit spoilt
So when you try to pull a girl
Who is also famous too
It feels just like when you wasn’t famous

The celebrity pages in papers don’t tell tales that are always to the line of the truth
It’s ‘til a line at which most likely you’ll have the time, or enough finance to sue
Which is why it’s so frightening buying papers in the morning fearing the next Mike Skinner scoop
‘Cos I used to believe what I read, so now I know that others will believe that it’s true

But I realised, with you the truth could be, a whole lot worse than the flack
My whole life I never thought I'd see, a pop star smoke crack
And I must admit I was quite shocked, with that thing you did with me on my back
But, outside in the lobby, I shouldn't have laughed when you slapped that man

When you're a famous boy
It gets really easy to get girls
it's all so easy you get a bit spoilt
So when you try to pull a girl
Who is also famous too
It feels just like when you wasn’t famous

You were so much fun
I really got to like you more than you liked me
I really hoped that you'd stay
Considering the amount of prang you'd done, you looked amazing on cd uk
You learn dances, do promo, cameras flashing, get in the van, zoom away
I wake up high, ??? feel hung over and sorry for my doomed day

But I know I got a bit close to you, and that you found it fucking boring
You taught me so much about how to deal with the fire I’d fallen in
And what version of a rumour would be next day everyone's story of me
You taught me all the realities and turn the page & ignore ‘em

When you're a famous boy
It gets really easy to get girls
it's all so easy you get a bit spoilt
So when you try to pull a girl
Who is also famous too
It feels just like when you wasn’t famous

Anyway, I had to rest my beer hat, delete my dealer’s number and unroll my bank notes
And we were on borrowed time anyway, what with the daily toilet papers not knowin’
And I knew that when the people who thought they knew you, when they found out, I would’ve been mocked
Which is ironic, ‘cos in reality, standing next to you I look fucking soft

Whenever I see you on MTV, I can’t stop my big wide smile
And past the children’s appeal, I see the darkness behind
We both know the scratches on my back, much better than the alludes and lies
I miss the bitchin’ and shoutin’, but I'm glad I got out in time

When you're a famous boy
It gets really easy to get girls
It's all so easy you get a bit spoilt
So when you try to pull a girl
Who is also famous too
It feels just like when you wasn’t famous

You can't keep fucking popstars
We’ve got a fucking business to run
There are industry repercussions, Michael!

Never Went To Church

Two great European narcotics
Alcohol and Christianity
I know which one I prefer

We never went to church
Just get on with work and sometimes things'll hurt
But it's hit me since you left us
And it's so hard not to search

If you were still about
I'd ask you what I'm supposed to do now
I just get grubbin' scared
Every now
Hope I made you proud

On your birthday when mom passed the forks and spoons
I put my head on the table I was so distraught with you
You tidied your things into the bin
The more poorly you grew
So there's nothing of yours to hold or to talk to

Put your hand up and interput the conversation with a, but
People say I interupt people with the same look
Sometimes I think so hard I can't remember how your face looked
Started reading about dreams in your favourite book

Panic and pace when I can't see the right thing to do
You'd be scratching your head through the best advice you knew
And I feel sad I can't hear you reciting it through
I miss you dad but I've got nothing to remind me of you

We never went to church
Just get on with work and sometimes things'll hurt
But it's hit me since you left us
And it's so hard not to search

If you were still about
I'd ask you what I'm supposed to do now
I just get grubbin' scared
Every now
Hope I made you proud

I needed a break when your book about dreams was taken
I needed to pray or see a priest that day
I needed to leave this trade and just heave it away
But I cleaned up my place like you so I could see things straight

I never cared about God when life was sailin' in the calm
So I said I'd get my head down and I'd deal with the ache in my heart
And for that if God exists I'd reckon he'd pay me regard
Mom says me and you are the same from the start

I guess than you did leave me something to remind me of you
Everytime I interupt someone like you used to
When I do something like you you'll be on my mind or through
'Cause I forgot you left me behind to remind me of you

We never went to church
Just get on with work and sometimes things'll hurt
But it's hit me since you left us
And it's so hard not to search

If you were still about
I'd ask you what I'm supposed to do now
I just get grubbin' scared
Every now
Hope I made you proud

We never went to church
Just get on with work and sometimes things'll hurt
But it's hit me since you left us
And it's so hard not to search

If you were still about
I'd ask you what I'm supposed to do now
I just get grubbin' scared
Every now
Hope I made you proud

But you you still tell me how you didn't know what to do even now
And then I'm not so scared somehow
'Cause I know that you'd be proud

I got a good one for you dad
I'm gonna see a priest, a Rabbi and a Protestant clergyman
You always said I should hedge my bets

Hotel Expressionism

The fine art of hotel expressionism
And the sentiment with the kettlent condiments
Compose your