We met when we were in school, Never took no shit from no one, we weren't fools, The teacher says we're dumb, We're only having fun, We piss on everyone... In the classroom,
When we got thrown out i left without much fuss, An' weekends we'd go dancing, Down streatham on the bus, You always made me laugh,
Got me in bad fights, Play me pool all night, Smokin' menthol,
I practised daily in my room, You were down the crown planning your next move, Go on a nicking spree, Hit the wrong guy, Each of you get three... Years in Brixton,
I did my very best to write, How was butlins? Were the screws too tight? When you lot get out, Were gonna hit the town, We'll burn it fuckin' down, To a cinder,
Cos years have passed and things have changed, And i move anyway i wanna go, I'll never forget the feeling i got, When i heard that you'd got home, An' i'll never forget the smile on my face, 'cos i knew where you would be, An' if you're in the crown tonight, Have a drink on me, But go easy... step lightly... stay free .Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
