To the middle classes and the ones that didn’t pass Le Soleil Changing from the hip hop ways..
If you were one to the late kill booze in the league We stick a porn life below the stairs 21st century if you want drinks no one cares In the world its heading for a better place With smoking pubs no disgrace Sunglasses to ride my face My eyes will tell the tale I’ll take you back down when we were young With your matching phone now you came home Taking all the fun Can I have a band please can I have a band please
Oh he loves the sun Oh he loves his son Well done everyone Oh he loves the sun Oh he loves his son Well done everyone
It pops its head around the bend And shakes your confidence Well we’ll work on that Something for the drinkers something for the smokers Something for the girls and the late night poker My red hand keeps me up Be sure the chap will start me up And the girl from the wrong side of the bed She kicks up a fuss and the argues No confusion if you’ve had a few Can I have a band please can I have a band please?
Oh he loves the sun Oh he loves his son Well done to everyone Oh he loves the sun Oh he loves his son Well done everyone
So what a bright old summers days You live your one that hides away Out with an umbrella Keep your man girl keep your feller Keep your passion stay trustworthy Just with your life trust with your money Some days he never sleeps I don’t earn my money to earn my keep My love is seeping through the gaps Take me somewhere off the map Can I have a band please can I have a band please?
Oh he loves the sun Oh he loves his son Well done to everyone Oh he loves the sun Oh he loves his son Well done everyone Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
