Lyrics Every Time a Teenager Listens to Drum & Bass a Rockstar Dies - Reuben

Every Time a Teenager Listens to Drum & Bass a Rockstar Dies

Hello friend, looks like you made it
Well, how does it feel?
All the praise and the attention
And you keep it all real, yeah
And while we’re at it, thanks for the mention
You asshole Lenman
Have another drink
Take those boxing gloves off
Tame that temper
You get in such a bother
You’re like my mother
Hope he don’t forget who his friends are
Seen him lately?
And I knew him when he was nothing
And I think he owes me
Well yeah, we haven’t talked in years
And I’m oh so angry
Have another drink
Yeah, take those boxing gloves off
Tame that temper
You know you get in such a bother
You’re like my mother
'Cause you’re so pretty and I’m so stupid
Yeah, you’re so pretty and I’m so stupid
Yeah, you’re so pretty and I’m so stupid
Yeah, you’re so pretty and I’m so stupid
Before all this madness
I had a plan
I dreamed I would buy us
A plot of land
Where you and me could rest our bones
A place where we can both call home
You and me could rest our bones
A place where we can both call home
You and me could rest our bones
A place where we can both call home
You and me could rest our bones
A place where we can both call home
You and me could rest our bones
A place where we can both call home
You and me could rest our bones
A place where we can both call home
You and me
You and me
You and me
You and me
You and me
You and me