1.It Was Supposed To Be So Easy
Lyricist：Mike Skinner
Writer(s)：Mike Skinner
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 I fast declined
But I flew a bit quick
Arms like a lunatic
I 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
(Chorus)
Today I have achieved absolutely nought
In just being out of the house I've lost out
If I'd 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 savings and then hurry
Rushing to the cash machine
Still a bit mashed and lean
And of course the mandatory car drives by
And splashes me
Get there the queue's outrageous
Lady's taking ages
My rage is blowing gauges
How long's it take to validate your wages？
At last my turn comes
Press the fifty squid button
Insufficient funds
(Chorus)
Today I have achieved absolutely nought
In just being out of the house I've lost out
If I'd 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
Couldn't withdraw any money
But I still had to call mum
Get the savings and then hurry
So to call my 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 off hand
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 battery's nearly flat
Got to call quick snap
Oh shit
The battery is flat
(Chorus)
Today I have achieved absolutely nought
In just being out of the house I've lost out
If I'd 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
Couldn't withdraw any money
Or call mum about tea
I'd 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'd left it in the living room
Ready to pick up as soon
As I pass through
On the way out to the rendezvous
So the shoebox full of money
Just disappearing from me
Was not what I call funny
A grand don't come for free
(Chorus)
Today I have achieved absolutely nought
In just being out of the house I've lost out
If I'd wanted to end up with more now
I should've just stayed in bed like I know how
Oi
Soaked the bone in me jeans
Do you want me to stop？
I imagine me mum's weeping right now
A thousand pounds you swore, that I left on the table this morn
Has simply disappeared right before my eyes, his eyes and yours
And I'm a thousand pounds poorer
Hundred thousand pennies, no more
A thousandth of a million squid or 2 wonkies or a whole fifty
scores
Gone
Withdrawn from my life
The money is no more for sure
It was supposed to be so easy...
2.Could Well Be In
Lyricist：Mike Skinner
Writer(s)：Mike Skinner
Cause the last relationship fucked her up
Got hurt majorly, finds it tough to trust
Looked at the ashtray then looked back up
Spinning it away on the table top
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 wearing 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
Chatting shit, sitting in oblivion
With that person who's your special one
She said she was the worst pool player under the sun
The blokes go easy so she always won
(Chorus)
I saw this thing on ITV the other week
Said that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playing with her hair well regularly
So I reckon I could well be in
She didn't looked too bored with what I was saying
Hair looked much better than the other day
She had her fingers round her hair playing
I saw on tele that's a good indication
She didn't offer to buy the next drink though, nay
But I suppose that's just our girl's way
I'm trying to think what else I can say
Peeling the label off, spinning the ashtray
Yeah, actually yeah she did look pretty neat
Her perfume smelt expensive and sweet
But I felt my hair looked a bit shit
Wished I had it cut back last week
She kept giving me this look as she would speak
Was she only friendly or was she a keen
Asked her if she wanted the same again to drink
Just started to turn and get up out my seat
(Chorus)
I saw this thing on ITV the other week
Said that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playing 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 and she stirred
I told her about the money and what had occurred
With it going missing from the living room side
With my best mates all there standing 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 smiling 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 chatting to all night
(Chorus)
I saw this thing on ITV the other week
Said that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playing 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
And sat for a minute while she chatted away
About something with her mum and her birthday
Played for a bit with the same ashtray
Thought about things while I sat and waited
It's 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
Trying to look like I just weren't waiting there
For her conversation to come to an end
I looked at my watch and realised right then
That for three hours been in conversation
Before she put her phone down, switched to silent
And we carried on chatting on for more than that again
(Chorus)
I saw this thing on ITV the other week
Said that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playing with her hair well regularly
So I reckon I could well be in
(Chorus)
I saw this thing on ITV the other week
Said that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen
She's playing with her hair well regularly
So I reckon I could well be in
3.Not Addicted
Lyricist：Mike Skinner
Writer(s)：Mike Skinner
(Chorus)
It's his lucky day, that's a given
He'll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn
He's not addicted, he can stop any time
But this is gonna pay he feels that this one will 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 with sweat
The camera pans the away fans end
Twenty quid for blues who thrash the reds
Then cash that cash when the ref has said
My mates out his pad's a mess
It's getting late I've not dash yet
Oi, the question I have to ask myself
Is can I see us not battering them
If I can't see that happening then
I'm 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
(Chorus)
It's his lucky day, that's a given
He'll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn
He's not addicted he, can stop any time
But this is gonna pay he feels that this one will be fine
This time I know I woulda cashed the lot
I woulda held in my hand the whole jackpot
The game's won the ends haven't swapped
Two nil up they're getting mashed up
But I won't win now the chance flopped
Cause I couldn't make it to the damned shop
Might as well put tea in that pot
I got nowhere else I have to bop
The question I have to ask one
Is how I managed not to manage the trod
Maybe I can 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
(Chorus)
It's his lucky day, that's a given
He'll tick the box on the slip, and then just watch and learn
He's not addicted he can stop any time
But this is gonna pay he feels that this one will be fine
Hmm shit,
I'm mad glad I didn't back that match
Supposed to be a non-problematic catch
Full time the whistle blasted after
The last pass had 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 them have
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 lead me to a pitfall
(Chorus)
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 any time
But next time he'll be more lucky, next time will be fine
(Chorus)
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 any time
But next time he'll be more lucky, next time will be fine
I need to rethink the technique of my betting shit
Maybe change the parameters a little bit
Instead of betting to win on the football
I'll to bet to lose the cricket.
4.Blinded By The Lights
Lyricist：Mike Skinner
Writer(s)：Mike Skinner
Thats the one, oi
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 im 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 im 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, Dan's number, where've they gone？
And im 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 night's 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 cant see her or him..
And im 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 im sure.
And im 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 hes 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, cant hardly fuckin' stand.
This is fuckin amazing; rahh
5.Wouldn't Have It Any Other Way
Lyricist：Mike Skinner
Writer(s)：Mike Skinner
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
Im always thinking loads about her
She's the best thing that ever happened to me and
I dont 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, theres 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 about every single day man
Im always thinking loads about her
She's the best thing that ever happened to me and
I dont know what I'd do without her
But on second thoughts I wont 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 dont wanna knock my mates, but there is the same old drill
Roaching a spliff, watching the TV is my will
I know I never tell about every single day man
Im always thinking loads about her
She's the best thing that ever happened to me and
I dont 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 about every single day man
Im always thinking loads about her
She's the best thing that ever happened to me and
I dont 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
6.Get Out Of My House
Lyricist：Mike Skinner
Writer(s)：Mike Skinner
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
7.Fit But You Know It
Lyricist：Mike Skinner
Writer(s)：Mike Skinner
Excuse me, girl. I know it's a bit embarrassing, but I just
noticed tan lines... on your shirt.
See, I reckon you're about an eight or a nine
Maybe even nine-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 that's 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
You looking toward my direction, your eyes locked on my course
I couldn't 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
Woah
(Leave it out)
Are you smoking crack or something？
(Leave it out)
Mike just leave it, just leave it
We cannot have that behaviour in this establishment
(Leave it out)
It's not worth it Mike
Just leave it
Don't touch me
It's not worth it
Don't touch me
(Leave it out)
Don't... look I'm alright
Don't touch me
For awhile there I was thinking, 'Yeah, but what if？'
Picturing myself pulling with bare white hot wit
Snaring 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 queueing
Was clocking onto you, to you, yeah, I had to admit
That yeah, yeah you are fit and yeah, I do want it
But I stopped 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 due to the brew
But I am digressing slightly, so I'll continue
I didn't wanna bowl over all 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 she stood enqueued
But I just did not wanna give the 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
Oi, 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, no you look grand
But you looked sharp there smiling hard, suggesting and
Leaning away with your hearty, hearty looking tan
But I admit the next bit was spanners 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
Ah, oi, why do I give a fuck I've got a girlfriend anyway
(Woah! We've all had a drink mate!)
Oi, we're all a bit drunk, we've had a few fair play
I've got this stella I bombed from that last cafe
This night's not even begun, yes, yes oh yay
I did fancy you a bit though, yeah I must say
I would rather I hadn't mugged myself on display
But this is just another case of female stopping play
In an otherswise 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
Hahaheheheh!
You're fit but you know it
You're fit but you know it
You're fit but you know it
I think i'm going to fall over
I think i'm going to fall o...
Fuckin' 'ell!
8.Such A Twat
Lyricist：Mike Skinner
Writer(s)：Mike Skinner
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 its her that I want, no
doubt
So in a way its 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
9.What Is He Thinking ？
Lyricist：Mike Skinner
Writer(s)：Mike Skinner
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's too 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？
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
He know's I'm lyin'
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？
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？
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 ting
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
10.Dry Your Eyes
Lyricist：Mike Skinner
Writer(s)：Mike Skinner
In one single moment, your whole life can turn round
I stand there for a minute, staring straight into the ground
Looking to the left slightly, then looking back down
The 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 looking straight through me
Her eyes must have closed for what seems an eternity
When they open up she's looking 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 and down by my side
It's shaking; my life is crashing before my eyes
I 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 doing
Things I can't imagine seeing
It weren't supposed to be easy, surely
Please, please, I'm begging, please
She brings her hands up towards where my hands rested
She wraps her fingers around mine with the softness she's
blessed with
She peels away my fingers, looks at me and then gestures
By pushing 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 standing there
I can't say a word
Because everything is just gone
I've got nothing
Absolutely nothing
Trying to pull her close out of bear desperation
Put my arms around her, trying to change what she's saying
Pull my head level with hers so that she might engage in
Look in to her eyes to make her listen again
I'm not gonna fucking just fucking leave it all now
'Cause you said it'd be forever, and that was your vow
And your 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, tightly clamped round her waist
Gently pushes me back as she looks at me straight
Turns around so she's now got her back to my face
Takes one step forward, looks back, 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
Telling you things, but not telling 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
11.Empty Cans
Lyricist：Mike Skinner
Writer(s)：Mike Skinner
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's not my fault theres 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,
Cant 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's not like that and I'm like fuck off and die,
And stick up my two fingers and one more to make three.
He says dont 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's
really 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.
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's all my fault theres 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 tried 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's glory - 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's the fact that me and Alison really got on.
Or maybe it's that 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.
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