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