When there's no one left to fight boys like him don't shine so bright Soon as I see the dust settle he's out on the town tryin' to find trouble When there's no one left to fight boys like him don't shine so bright Soon as I see the dust settle he's out on the town tryin' to find trouble
I took a train again away from shame and blame a city pained to see A friend I hadn't seen since I was drinkin' underage I was a ten a day, how'd you say, little shit White lightnin', heightenin' all my courage, quick wit
We wore checkered season wallabies, buttoned shirts and whiskey Mutton dressed as lamb a fan of bands like The Jam, Jam, Jam, Jam I don't know who I am, he said I dunno if I can I said yeah man, you can, can
When there's no one left to fight boys like him don't shine so bright Soon as I see the dust settle he's out on the town tryin' to find trouble When there's no one left to fight boys like him don't shine so bright Soon as I see the dust settle he's out on the town tryin' to find trouble
Drunk and being sick, I feel like shit, I gotta quit I hope I haven't missed the last train, gonna be stuck in Hampton Wick With the boys across the platform shoutin' lightweight prick I'm a featherweight champion, cheap to get pissed
Wish Candy were here with me, she'd definitely deal with it Tell 'em all to shut their mouths and go suck their mommas dicks 'Cause she ain't, no she ain't that low, three fingers down Or the other two up and I'll sing this proud
Runnin' with believers, no time for fever And I haven't got time for you either With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones I take 'em home on my own
Runnin' with believers, no time for fever And I haven't got time for you either With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones I take 'em home on my own
As I travel down the track all my memories flood back We were runnin' at ease from enemies And rushed back to your momma's flat It's the only place but home I feel relaxed enough to crap I know it sounds crude, but there's somethin' in that
How's Danny doin'? Hear he's high flyin' and that Stockbroker in the city with a lady and a baby And Fee, is she free from the demons she had? Was it two months clean, routine to relapse?
Runnin' with believers, no time for fever And I haven't got time for you either With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones I take 'em home on my own
Runnin' with believers, no time for fever And I haven't got time for you either With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones I take 'em home on my own
She smoked all of your weed that's why the loved ones out to leave Why when you take the lead they stab you in the back 'Till you can't breathe when you're bleedin' on the floor And no one hears your call at all She screamed out to the party, you are sheeps and cattle
I was hangin' out with Louie in the shootin' gallery When the news got through to me about you and Jeremy Pat on my back and a swig on my brew You're still my friend, it's impossible to hate you
Cradle to the grave, I know we always misbehave People latch down and then they rain on our parade Girls, we love leave when we want them to stay Like today, remember what joey said?
When there's no one left to fight boys like us don't shine so bright Soon as I see the dust settle let's go out and find some trouble
Runnin' with believers, no time for fever And I haven't got time for you either With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones I take 'em home on my own
Runnin' with believers, no time for fever And I haven't got time for you either With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones I take 'em home on my own
Runnin' with believers, no time for fever And I haven't got time for you either With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones I take 'em home on my own
Runnin' with believers, no time for fever And I haven't got time for you either With your sticks 'n' stones, sticks 'n' stones I take 'em home on my ownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
