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Drayton Manored

 

Drayton Manored

(앨범: English Tapas - 2017)


No, get four
You what?
Yeah, I know, yeah, fuck that
Yeah, I'll get a taxi now then, alright? yeah, tarar
D & G

I need a cold shower
Spent the night at Drayton Manor
It's alright, you get a prime seat every night
Drip, trip, I got the horrors
It's all bingo mate, and it's my dobbers
Down at the house, down at the house
With The Famous Grouse
Plug my phone in with a lead that fits
Me and my mate get whiffed
It's like flipping ekland
We are the dumb Brits
Lobbing down one-pint cans of imported shit

Trip to Spar is like a trip to Mars
Trip to Spar is like a trip to Mars

Drayton Manored
Plug my phone in, tah
I'm fucking spannered
You have that last can
I'll put my shoes on, order me a car
Falling out as it drops me half

Trip to Spar is like a trip to Mars
Trip to Spar is like a trip to Mars

I remember when I was 21
Laughing about it in clubs
"I wonder what will happen?
We are the guinea pigs"
But now I realise:
Few of us grew from guinea pigs into proper dives
Head dives, heads like an A-level leaving party
I woke up in the pool with my boxer shorts covered in a stool
Grey fog of the rush-hour, I get its tail end
Dodging the bloke at the natural food shop
En route to my bed, a lonely bed
Dressed in sweat, dressed in regret
Dressed in the feeling that I ain't ready
I ain't got the balls to make my beddy
Oh dear (oh dear)

Drayton Manored
Plug my phone in, tah
I'm fucking spannered
You have that last can
I'll put my shoes on, order me a car
Falling out as it drops me off

Trip to Spar is like a trip to Mars
Trip to Spar is like a trip to Mars

Hiding all the numb ends behind the garden shed
And looking out for next door, in case they're watching me
I don't like it: don't say two words to you
Then peer out their windows with a fucking video recorder
Sign of the times
Human beings are now adjacent lines
Like a tube map, or whatever
A mass of lines that occasionally cross each other
But never say anything
Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever

Have you ever wondered why you wonder why?
Have you ever wondered why you wonder why?
Have you ever wondered why you wonder why?
Have you ever wondered why you wonder why?

Drayton Manored
Plug my phone in, tah
I'm fucking spannered
You have that last can
I'll put my shoes on, order me a car
Falling out as it drops me off

Trip to Spar is like a trip to Mars
Trip to Spar is like a trip to Mars

Drayton Manored
Plug my phone in, tah
I'm fucking spannered
You have that last can
I'll put my shoes on, order me a car
Falling out as it drops me off

Trip to Spar is like a trip to Mars
Trip to Spar is like a trip to Mars

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