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Hysteria
02:21
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Hysteria
Yea the thing about you
Is you always have to be there
In the crowd where the loving is shared
Doing too much
In a very short time and
Hoping no one makes you walk the line
'Cos you say ‘Oi!’
It’s time to get lairy
Well I say ‘Hey!’
I don’t think you can stop me
When the time is right
He’s coming for you
Cos no one drinks like the British do
Hysteria
Passed out on patios
Hysteria
Passed out on patios
Hysteria
If found please take me home
Hysteria
Passed out on patios
Waking up its fucking freezing
The look I’m rocking can’t be too appealing
Have a shower, ring a friend
Brush yourself off and do it all again
When they say ‘Oi!’
It’s time to get lairy
Well I say ‘Hey!’
Don’t think you can stop me
When the time is right we’re coming for you
Cos no one drinks like the British do
Hysteria
Passed out on patios
Hysteria
Passed out on patios
Hysteria
If found please take me home
Hysteria
Passed out on patios
Hysteria
Passed out on patios
Hysteria
Cats on your stereo
Hysteria
If found please take us home
Hysteria
Passed out on patios
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2. |
T-W-A-T
03:01
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Catches his reflection gives himself a smile
He thinks he’s god’s gift to women, yea he’s so in denial
Thinks he’s a lad, thinks he’s a laugh, thinks that he’s such a cool bloke
But while he’s always a comedian he cannot take a joke
And the more that he drinks, yea the worse that he thinks
He’s falling down, down, down, down, down to the ground
Im saying...
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
Yea you’ll get a slap
If you’re carrying on like that
And I’m finding it real hard to stay
Considerate while turning you away
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
Tired of immature guys in their low cut tops
The world would be a better place if they’d pack up and fuck off
‘cos with their ‘stella-act-a-twat’ in them they think they’re the bee’s knees
Brag that they’ve had so many slappers
Yea ‘cos that’s hard to achieve
And the more that he drinks, yea the worse that he thinks
He’s falling down, down, down, down, down to the ground
I'm saying...
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
Yea you’ll get a slap
If you’re carrying on like that
And I’m finding it real hard to stay
Considerate while turning you away
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
And the more that he drinks, yea the worse that he thinks
He’s falling down, down, down, down, down to the ground
Try to keep your distance from the drunk, rowdy boys,
You can usually tell the group by hearing them shout ‘Oi Oi’!
And you turn to your friend for help but see his mate has got her cornered,
It’s only 10pm yet you’re wishing they’d call last orders,
And you’ll never learn so this meeting’s adjourned,
You’re falling down, down, down, down, down, to the ground,
I’m saying ...
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
Yea you’ll get a slap
If you’re carrying on like that
And I’m finding it real hard to stay
Considerate while turning you away
Don’t call me by that
No you’re not where it’s at
And the more that he drinks yea the worse that he thinks
And no I don’t think you’re cool, I think that you need a shrink
And if you carry this on you’ll end up all on your own
And you’ll fall down, down, down, down, down to the ground
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3. |
Break
02:13
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I’m going mad, yeah going mad, just know this is a mistake
I can’t relax, can’t concentrate, so how can this be a break?
And I wont mess around, wont mess around, cos that aint how we relate
When everyone does everyone, to balance and contemplate
Because this break weren’t cool
(I hate it)
How’d it go for you?
(say you hate)
Still I wish I knew why I’ll never love another guy but you
I can’t sit down, just pace around, I’m feeling overly stressed
I'd sort it out if I just went out, but I cannot force no regrets
Don’t want to create a situation where it could all turn crap
When everyone hates everyone, and no one wants to keep track
Because this break weren’t cool
(I hate it)
How’d it go for you?
(say you hate)
Still I wish I knew why I’ll never love another
Cos this break weren’t cool
(I hate it)
How’d it go for you?
(say you hate)
Still I wish I knew why I’ll never love another guy but you
This break weren't cool
Because this break weren’t cool
(I hate it)
How’d it go for you?
(say you hate)
Still I wish I knew why I’ll never love another
Cos this break weren’t cool
(I hate it)
How’d it go for you?
(say you hate)
Still I wish I knew why I’ll never love another guy but you
This break weren't cool
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4. |
British Poverty
03:10
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(David Cameron talking bollocks)
Say we're living in broken Britain, but what the fuck do you know about it?
Sit inside your 2nd home with your cup of tea, while you’re kicking families out on the streets
Chase the jobless for the student loans and, old timers can’t heat their homes, yet
While your chilling in the sun on speed boats, were all fucked, no scapegoat (noooooooo)
Come take all my cash from me
The shirt on my back, and the air I breathe
Go and pawn your ps3
Cos we're living in this British poverty
Got us stuck in recession depression, but what the fuck do you know about it?
Got us in this mess with your idle lies, then it hits, you run away and hide
Never trying to help anyone out, and expecting us to just cope with it
Your all scumbags, fucking ferocious, brush us aside, collect your bonus? (noooooooo)
Come take all my cash from me
The shirt on my back, and the air I breathe
Go and pawn your ps3
Cos we're living in this British poverty
Come take all my cash from me
The shirt on my back, and the air I breathe
Go and pawn your ps3
Cos we're living in this British poverty
Come take all my cash from me
The shirt on my back, and the air I breathe
Don’t need sky, have to rent your TV
When you’re living in dark times called British poverty
Who can take your money
Flush it down the drain
Screw the country up and make you go insane
The bankerman
Yea the bankerman can
The bankerman can 'cos he doesn't give a damn about the work you do
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5. |
Gay
02:41
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7. |
Say Wooo
00:50
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Waking up too fucking early takes the piss
Got to get to work I really wish I could quit
With a 1 2 3 4 feeling like shit
But I cannot slope along I better motivate it
Say Wooo
Say yeah-ah-ah-ah-ahhhh
Say Wooo
Say yeah-ah-ah-ah-ahhhh
People getting in your face it takes the piss
Bus saw you then drove away the fucking right prick
Then the rain rain rain rain feeling like shit
Cannot turn up with this face I better motivate it
Say Wooo
Say yeah-ah-ah-ah-ahhhh
Say Wooo
Say yeah-ah-ah-ah-ahhhh
Say Wooo
Say yeah-ah-ah-ah-ahhhh
Say Wooo
Say yeah-ah-ah-ah-ahhhh
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8. |
CrackHead
03:01
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My best mate is a crackhead, and I don’t know what to do
He’s stressy and he’s now distant, yeah, and that’s the awful truth
He dreams about it all night and, he thinks about it all day
And you can’t get it off his mind, I see him slipping away
Yeah my best mate is a crackhead, no this isn’t a joke
I know him well, we’ve been though hell, but I don’t recognise this bloke
His face is looking so pale, and his eyes have sunken right in
I’m trying hard to help him out, but I dunno where to begin
My best mate is a crackhead, and I don’t know what to do
He’s stressy and he’s now distant, yeah, and that’s the awful truth
He dreams about it all night and, he thinks about it all day
And you can’t get it off his mind, I see him slipping away
Yeah my best mate is a crackhead, ha, plus he does too much coke
Hey where do you get all this money from man, you only work at a garage in stoke
He’s getting ratty and snappy, and I’m trying to pull him back
But all he wants to do is smoke his pipe to Biggy's '10 Commandments of Crack'
Singing there is nothing wrong with me I’m fine
(there’s nothing wrong with me I’m fine, there’s nothing wrong with me I’m fine)
There is nothing wrong with me I’m fine
Yeah right...
My best mate is a crackhead, and I don’t know what to do
He’s stressy and he’s now distant, yeah, and that’s the awful truth
He dreams about it all night and, he thinks about it all day
And you can’t get it off his mind, I see him slipping away
My best mate, well he’s a crackhead
My best mate, well he’s a crackhead
My best mate, well he’s a crackhead now
It's not good man, it's not good
My best mate, well he’s a crackhead
My best mate, well he’s a crackhead
My best mate, well he’s a crackhead now
Put that pipe down your mums watching
My best mate, well he’s a crackhead
My best mate, well he’s a crackhead
My best mate, well he’s a crackhead now
...(repeat)...
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9. |
Bipolar Love
02:51
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I’ve got a problem and need some help, cos it is too hard to help myself
I’m pulled back to you again, and I’m way too high for my own good
And they say you aint worth it, make me feel shit
Waste my time, could have me in bits
Maybe I’m being a tit
But I’ll keep on coming back for it cos
You make me feel high, you make me feel sure
Might make me feel shit but, I still want you more
You make me feel up, I’ll be loving it
The more that I suffer, the more I need it
Yeah, moderation is all ok, but you’re on my brain like every day,
Well I guess I just got hooked, there was something bout you that got my whole world shook yea
Yeah always in a stress when you weren’t there, feeling lost I’ll tear out my hair,
Know your bad for me, I just don’t care so
Help me out, I’m being dragged right down
By all the hate and love, that’s cruising though my blood
Maybe you just don’t care but no one else is there
I fight a constant downer, don’t feel too cool now ah yea
You make me feel high
(You make me feel high)
You make me feel sure
(You make me feel sure)
Might make me feel shit but
(Might make me feel shit but)
I still want you more
(I still want you more)
You make me feel up
(You make me feel up)
I’ll be loving it
(I’ll be loving it)
The more that I suffer
(The more that I suffer)
The more I need it
Help me out, I’m being dragged right down
By all the hate and love, that’s cruising though my blood
Maybe you just don’t care but no one else is there
I fight a constant downer, don’t feel too cool now
O yeah...
Somehow I’m just too high to care
You make me feel high
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10. |
Your Friends
02:38
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Why is it every time when I'm standing in the line
You walk on by me whilst I'm standing, staring
Waiting for you to wave
But I can tell by the way you behave
That there’s no chance even catching eye contact today
You're right in front of me but I just can’t say shit to you
Because you’ll laugh at me because your friends say I'm not cool
And yet whenever you're around I’m just to tell you how I love you so
But I can’t because your friends bring me down
Why when you talk to me it’s always really secretly
And never very regularly
I'm stood here looking, waiting for you to talk
And give the key like you did before
But what’s the point when you always push the boat out from the shore
You're right in front of me but I just can’t say shit to you
Because you’ll laugh at me because your friends say I'm not cool
And yet whenever you’re around I’m just to hear you say I love you so
But I can't because your friends bring me down
I’m right in front of you
But you just can’t say shit to me because I’ll talk to you
And that’s something that can’t be seen
And yet whenever I’m around you're waiting just to hear me say I love you so
But I can't because your
(You are so loveable making me feel loved up)
(You are so kissable making me feel loved up)
(You are so huggable making me feel loved up)
(You look so fucking cool make me feel loved up)
I know your liking me because you’re looking and me good
And when you smile at me, I know you’re thinking that you would
I know whenever I’m around your waiting
Just to hear me say I love you so
But I can’t because your
(You are so loveable making me feel loved up)
(You are so kissable making me feel loved up)
(You are so huggable making me feel loved up)
(You look so fucking cool)
You're right in front of me but I just can’t say shit to you
Because you’ll laugh at me because your friends say I'm not cool
And yet whenever you're around I’m just to hear you say I love you so
But I can’t because your
You're right in front of me but I just can’t say shit to you
Because you’ll laugh at me because your friends say I'm not cool
And yet whenever you're around I’m just to tell you how I love you so
But I can’t because your friends bring me down
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11. |
Stu Can't Play The Drums
01:56
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We wanted twelve songs on the album
But we settled for ten it's a crime
'Cos the drums on two songs were just so very bad
Now we've run out of studio time
(Why? Yea tell us why)
'Cos Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Oh Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Yea Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's shit
(Come on you all know the words!)
'Cos Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Oh Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Yea Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's shit
(And again but a little bit faster...)
Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Oh Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Yea Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Stu can't play the drums
(And again but faster now!)
Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Oh Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Yea Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Oh Stu can't play the drums 'cos he's really really shit
Yea Stu can't play the drums
I don't need this.
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12. |
When I Do
03:11
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Love is what you talk about, but only when your pissed
So don’t try to get my guard down now, cos I’m not into this
You can try and act all sensitive, but you aint fooling me
In real life it’s staged on rocky roads, it aint like on TV
So while time is a-ticking with games being played
He holds onto the minutes that push me away
Well it don’t feel right for me and you cannot stand me
The chapter has been closed from here now on so the search begins again
Time can heal up anything, but how much do you have?
I know we have conquered many things, but now it always drags
I can tell I’m not in your good books, I can’t say you’re in mine
And as we can’t stand the stale vibe, it’s time to say goodbye
So while time is a-ticking with games being played
He holds onto the minutes that push me away
Well it don’t feel right for me and you cannot stand me
The chapter has been closed from here now on so the search begins again
Yeah I know we let go
Once the rock becomes the roll
Yeah and I’ll try, to peal my eyes
Attempt to find, my guy of gold
Yeah and I know what I know
But who would know if they weren’t told
And I don’t know if there’s a perfect guy
But if I find him, I’ll find him when I do
When I do
I hope I don’t feel alone
I hope I don’t feel alone, don’t feel on my own
When I do
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