re gone for hours on the phone to her It's embarrassing to see you crawl When you used to be the number one FACE I'm telling you this as a friend You'
Tower blocks we lived in all come tumbling down Moved out to another slum in another part of town Playing football in the street and pissing in the lift
There's a crack in the mirror, there's a bullet in his head. There's a note by his side that says without you I'm as good as dead. With tears in his
From the streets of Aberdeen to the Brighton scene There's something going wrong From the woolacomb shore to the tots dance floor They all shout "what
Because you're young, sharp as a knife You need that buzz to come alive Out on the edge, out on the town You ain't got time to settle down You're always
to the floor Do it, do it one more time, please Let me see you do it in the mirror wardrobe door My van aint got no road tax, and I do not charge VAT
Life sucks and then you die That's what my old man said Stand up it's in your face But don't let it get you down Remember this instead There's a road
When I met you, you were on your own No looks, no class, no money Well, I took you in and I tried to help I gave you everything I had Must've known
I'll be on the last train to Dagenham I've been drinking in a pub up west I'm looking for the sign that says this is the district line and I'm gonna
I know he?s not the kind, the kind that settles down And I know he finds it hard to keep his feet on the ground He goes drinking every night down the
We?re going out on Friday night; ( we know how to live) Lagered up and looking right; (we know how to live) Pull a bird at Benj.?s; take her home and
