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Three nations divided in two under one banner
Old school views but we live in a new manor
Traditional values, have to evolve or stand like statues
But we don’t have to lose what’s great about Britain
Big guitar bands and comical villains
Maybe we could stop highlighting people that preach hate
They only make things worse mate
We only won the world cup once
And now we’re living like we’re out in front
But we don’t make anything anymore
But we still expect it all
We’re set up for a big fall, yeah
We’re divided into rich and poor
The rich are getting richer and the poor don’t care anymore
Just look at the recent political scores
We’re forward thinking and it’s time to change
Educate ourselves and change our ways
Subculture’s working class anyways
Because culture belongs to those who didn’t have anything anyway
Who didn’t have anything anyway
(So tell me what's so Great, Britain?)
And we’re a complicated sibling
Who doesn’t know how to fit in
So we cause so many problems
Fighting with our kin
And we just need to be held
And stop this island syndrome
Before we cut the chord
And end up on our own.
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2. |
Headbutt
02:32
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He talks the big game
Talks a bit too much
How he’s gonna be someone
Who wants to be loved
Shouts the loudest
He’s an alpha male
But the whispers in his brain tell a different tale
Everyone knows he’s a bit of a ding dong
But he's stuck to your serve
And returning like ping pong
If you don’t laugh, you’ll cry
So let’s have a sing song
I suppose I just don’t know
Do I lead in with a headbutt or a hello?
Do I answer the phone?
I think I’ll let you speak to the answer tone
Now he’s a big player
On the weekdays
Well that’s what he says anyways
Trigger happy to stop talk and name drop
Sharp with his tongue
When he fires cheap shots
Look mate, it’s ok (It's ok, It's ok)
You don’t have to impress me
You’re only lying to yourself
It’s starting to depress me.
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3. |
Where Did I Go Wrong?
02:32
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You’re a constant underachiever
And you never do anything right
Another day without making any dollar man
trying to concentrate with a cigarette in my hand, yeah
singing where did i go wrong yeah, where did I go?
Seeing these teenage millionaires up on the telly box
I’m only 23 but I feel like I’ve already lost
singing where did I go wrong yeah, where did I go?
I’m confused, and for the first time in my life
I don’t know what to do
I feel used and abused
And I guess it’s something I subconsciously knew
I used to dream about something incredible
now I just settle with doing something credible, yeah
where did I go wrong yeah, where did I go?
I feel like my best days are certainly behind me
Only thing I have to look forward to is the nicotine, yeah
where did I go wrong yeah, where did I go?
And the diagnosis, millennial madness,
I'm sorry buy you've got, millennial madness
Red light, amber light, green light go
Why do I finish last even when I race on my own?
Where did I go?
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4. |
Great British Summer
03:00
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Oh it’s raining again
And my next door neighbour he won’t stop
Complaining again
Over things that don’t even matter to him
But if the sun was shining, he would be likely smiling
And I wouldn’t have to listen to his
Constant “yippa-yappa” all day every day
Cause he'd be watering his flowers
Keeping him busy for hours
I love the old boy
But he’s a nightmare when it showers
I need a great British summer
I’m feeling down, feeling lower than the weather
With sun it’ll make it all better
Get some Vitamin D for your temper
And where are my friends?
Why when it rains does everybody stay in?
Trapped in a room I’ll book a holiday
But anywhere else it just don’t feel the same
Only when everyone’s happy and the banter’s great
I’m gonna buy a paddling pool
So everybody stop being miserable
We can use the central heating
And grab the umbrellas to cover the seating
We’ll have a few for a couple of hours
And we won’t care about the showers
If the summer ain’t here right now
We'll bring it to the UK somehow.
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5. |
The Getaway
03:10
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You got the same old job,
And watch the same old television,
You’ve lost your big plans you made when you left school to follow the system,
You’ve got the same old car from the last few years and it’s falling apart,
And now you’re thinking about having kids,
And settling down for a fresh start
And we all want a house by the seaside,
And we all want a car that’s a fast ride,
And we all want to live in the sunlight,
But we can have it all when we dream tonight,
But we just need to getaway,
Somewhere where there’s sea and there’s sand and there’s sun
And there’s drinks in our hands
You get the same old answers from the banks
Cause you’re already drowning in debt,
Filling your bath tub with paperwork,
And sinking into regret,
You got the same old friends,
Who constantly laugh at your ambition
Knocking you back, and dragging you down,
Telling you to stop living in fiction.
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6. |
0121
03:27
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(Who are ya?)
You don’t like the way that I run shit,
And you don’t like the way that I captain my ship,
And you don’t like the way that I ride these waves,
But I guess you don’t like too much these days
There’s a number dial it in,
Pull out your phone,
And give it a ring
And you can call 0121-DO-ONE.
And people like following things like sheep,
Everyone’s got wool in their eyes I meet,
But fuck it I’m just gonna keep doing me,
If that don’t work, then I’ll admit defeat,
And you can count the number of fucks I give,
On the same fingers I tell you with
And number one’s for my cat,
And number two I couldn’t tell you that.
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7. |
What You're Thinking
02:47
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Dear Mr Internet person,
Do you have to write hateful things online?
You hurt my feelings
We could have been pals,
We could have been mates,
I could have took you out sometimes
But you hurt my feelings
I am quite aware of, yeah,
That I am a punchable person,
With this cheeky smile,
I’m a professional wind up merchant, yeah
Do you not like me? Yeah?
Is it the way I talk?
Do you not like me? Yeah?
Is it the way that I don’t give a fuck about what you’re thinking?
And I don’t really care about anything
No? Yeah?
You think cause I’m a “big lad”,
I'm out on the weekend,
Being anti-social,
And getting into fights,
Are you mad mate?
I’m actually at home with my cat,
Cleaning the house,
And watching adventure time,
That’s my life mate
That's my life
It don’t matter what I do,
It don’t matter what I say,
Cause your opinion’s been made,
It don’t matter if its true,
It don’t matter ok,
Cause your opinion’s been made.
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8. |
Already Dead
02:49
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And I’ve had the worst of weeks
I broke my iPhone screen
My team they took defeat
Welcome to the life of me
My van won’t start today
The batteries flat again
I wish there was an easy way
To make things go away
But I do things on the cheap
That’s why they last a week
This world it has me beat
Life hacks don't work with me
And life’s for the living so live it instead,
but I'm already, I'm already dead
Already Dead
And there’s nothing on the telly box
(Oi, change the channel yeah?)
No chance of finding matching socks
(Oi, Oi pass me the other one)
And I’ve got no tea bags left
(What do you mean we ain't got nothing?)
So it looks like i’ll suffer instead
And I don't wanna work today
Scraping through till pay day
This feels like an 8 day week
And this what I don't really need
“And you millennial's think you can
run away from your problems
by pretending to be somebody else,
Well it doesn't work like that”
I wish my life changed like a TV channel,
And soaked it all up like a wet flannel,
My bodies no temple it’s like casket
No riding over the moon in E.T.’s basket.
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9. |
No Money, No Monday
03:13
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And just a simple self employed man
Brains not good, so I use my hands
Up at the break of dawn
I beat the local rooster to an early yawn
A cup of tea to smooth the rough
No sugar as I’m sweet enough
It’s alright, it pays a decent amounts
But that’s what I thought until I checked my account
And I don’t work for free
I don’t do things for a little bit of XP
We ain’t shaking hands with each other
We ain’t shouting: “Nice one, brother!”
You think I'm joking but I’m not being funny
I won’t be turning up if you ain’t got my money
No money, no Monday
No money, no Monday
I didn’t sign as a debt collector
Through your books like an account inspector
I don’t mean to break your neck I
Just want what I’m owed and expect
I see you taking all the payments through
I just want your end of the bargain to hold true
I put my invoice into your inbox
So I want my money no more, no less
Put the transfer into your outbox
Make it rain in my account instead.
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10. |
Peaceful House
03:20
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I’ve got the white flag waving,
I call parlé on this pirate bay thing,
I want you to move out,
Yeah, I want you to move out,
And I’ve inherited your dirty washing,
It keeps coming and never stopping,
I want you to move out,
Yeah, I want you to move out
If you don’t know by now,
I just want a peaceful house,
If you ain’t gone by now,
I’m just gonna scream and shout
Away the days till I’m on tour,
I just cannot take this anymore.
I can’t believe you broke the arrangement,
I can’t believe I thought about engagement,
I want you to move out,
Yeah, I want you to move out,
Your body’s taken hits from raving,
I thought you were, but ain’t worth saving,
I want you to move out,
Yeah, I want you to move out
And no more waving white flags,
I’ve already packed your bags,
There’s no point in getting sad,
It’s the only choice I had.
Don’t let the door hit you on the way out.
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11. |
This Sounds Cliché
03:16
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Here’s another sad song,
Another cliché,
Another circumstance,
That just won’t seem to go away,
Broken hearts man,
Monday to Sunday,
If you heart skips a beat,
Isn’t that bad anyway?
Time will make it better,
Isn’t that what they say,
Well it’s been ages,
And I’m still feeling the same,
Why do things have to complicate?
No one takes the blame,
Everything’s ok as long as you’re the one turning the page
Even though I love The Streets
I can’t “Dry My Eyes Mate”,
Someone call Jamie T,
Cause I need to find “Sheila” mate,
Say the things I’d never say
Human interaction is something
That will always stay the same
Leave somebody full of hurt
And rage and hope they’ll be ok
And that they’ll somehow learn to change
And become a better person
Like they were in early days
I mean it’s fine for you
Cause you already made the decision
Once you had to get ready
Without me knowing any different
I cant believe I didn’t see this coming
Where was my intuition?
Man, what the hell was I thinking?
Maybe then she'll come back,
And we can start again,
Pick up where we left off,
Stop me feeling this way,
I don’t even care if this sounds cliché
And it couldn’t have meant all that,
Because you dropped me in the chat
Three years went down in the DM’s.
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12. |
On My Own
03:28
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Keep your head up mate,
We all make mistakes,
(We all make mistakes)
If it was easy as that,
I would have her back,
(I would have her back)
And now I feel so unwell,
But I haven’t got the people to tell yeah,
It’s been two days,
Since she told me,
She’s fallen out of love with me,
She says: “Jack, I think you got depression,
I think you’re ill and I think you need attention”,
But she’s all out of love to give,
And I’m on my own with this
I don’t want to man up,
I’m not scared to cry,
My heart is broke,
I’m not afraid to die,
Don’t feel like laughing anymore,
I use humour to keep closed the doors,
To the cage that is my skull,
I’m scared to be trapped,
And on my own, yeah,
On my own, yeah
Keep your head up mate,
We all make mistakes,
(We all make mistakes)
If it was easy as that
I would have her back
(I would have her back)
The house is empty,
And your stuff still remains,
But when that’s gone, will I ever be ok?
I’m clinging onto things that I know you loved,
Even if it sparks an argument,
I just want to make a connection and talk,
Even if it’s like when we fought.
(So keep your head up mate we all make mistakes).
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