If I to sit in and drink super tenants in the day I will No-one's going to fucking tell me But can you rely on anyone in this No you can't, it's not my fault there's wall to empty cans
Everyone wanted this to all go for me from the start It's fucked up that a life, can just be attacked Watching this morning with a beer is much relying on Unknown cunts for mates I was given that have my back
Scott texted me to say he'd a look at the TV for me But I it down telling him to fuck right off chap Phoned this company out the pages Told to take away the TV and fix it quick snap
The day they took away the TV and told me They'd the little bit that's broken round on the back I that would be that but the next bit was on top This was where it all to get a bit out of hand
No-one gives a crap about Mike why I'm acting nasty You know what you can do with your life, introduce it up your 'Coz gives a crap about Mike that's why I'm acting nasty You know what you can do with your life, introduce it up jacksie
The TV man comes back later, on mine To say he's found in the back of the TV I'm looking at it speechless Can't quite believe he's to pull this fucking stunt on me
I knew it was a simple case of the power supply gone on the But he's trying to tap me up for money He says it's not that and I'm like, "Fuck off and die" And up my two fingers and one more to make three
He say's, "Don't to me like that" and I don't understand Face is in his face and I tell him I understand And he grabs my shirt and I his face with my hand So he brings his fist up and 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 that it's really hurting me And we both go down on the floor and he pushes my head Onto the corner of the fridge which is agony
he gets up and runs out the kitchen and out of the door Shouting stuff to me, slams the shoutin' to me So here I am in my house, drinking on my own Everyone's a in this life, no-one's there for me
No-one gives a crap about Mike why I'm acting nasty You know you can do with your life, introduce it up your jacksie no-one gives a crap about Mike that's why I'm acting nasty You know you can do with your life, introduce it up your jacksie
If I want to sit in and drink super tenants in the day I No-one's to fucking tell me Jack But can you on anyone in this world? No you can't, all my fault there's wall to wall empty cans
I sat in the all fucked off Imagining over and over what they're all behind my back Dodgy going on, actions I regretted Stain with a pipe and tin foil on the matt
Scott texted me me he'll have a look at the TV for me And I like just telling him to fuck right off chap But what he about wanting to do the right thing by both mates And then opting to out, it seemed to match
But I's told him he could make it up by the TV He said that's the least he could do to square flat I thought that would be but then the next bit was mad This is where everything started to all turn
The end of the I did not want to end Beginning of hard to come But something was not meant to be is done And is the start of what was
He had to unscrew about screws before he could Pull the panel off the back to get in the thing But as he did so, he said he saw something That slipped inside behind the panel, the back of it
have been some leaflets or a bill maybe I didn't want to lose the bill in case it was a warning So we both tried to get the off and work out If there was any more to get out or if we left any in
And when he looked the back of the TV, his eyes just froze he rammed his hand in saying, "No shit" He's at me absolutely speechless He quite believe what he's trying to pull out the slip
I get up wondering he's smiling about He's shaking his head at point with the biggest of grins I look the back of the TV and that's where it was In all glory, my thousand quid
The end of the something I did not to end Beginning of hard to come But that was not meant to be is done And this is the start of was
About 2 afternoon the last of the people left my house they never stop chattin' till all the rackets gone I really feel like things clicked into at some point Or it's the fact that me and Alison really got on
Or maybe it's that I that it is true No-one's really there for you in the last garrison except yourself that is, no-one except you You are the one who's got your back 'til the last done
Scott have my back till the absolute end he's got to look out for what over his horizon He's to make sure he's not lonely, not broke It's enough to worry about keeping his own head
I shut the door behind me, huddled up in my floating off my breath, squinted out the sun My jeans a bit tight, think I washed them a bit too high I was gonna be late, so I picked up my to run
The end of the something I did not to end Beginning of hard to come But something was not meant to be is done And this is the of what was ...