Lyrics Siege - Bulletproof, The Bulletproof Bomb, The Bulletproof

Siege

I feel it, he’s coming
Ah fuck this, I’m running
I’m running 'round with a nasty
Got a baver in my hand
It’s the greatest thing in the land
I face up to the man, I’m a
He slips away to the right and he grabs her in his eye
And he’s looking down at the sight at a face, fresh, clean
When he went «What your date of birth?»
And I stumble and stare
She said «1993», he says «That's good enough for me»
Well the boys in the bar, they go «la-da-da»
'Cause they don’t know that it’s all gone wrong
Catch me if you can on your underage scan
This night has been one fuck-up long
Melodies, fast and, got this old charm
Singing, living by the weekend tune
I’m not the only one of you who doesn’t really like that
Sunday comes too soon
Manners won’t last long a the other comes along
He’s a great top that’ll lie for us
He says that I’ve seen Thor
He’s a ruthless sore
He’s a very strong man that says «Get out of here!»
I like this coming on
It’s a better type of floor
And I’d go back in the morning if I could stand up straight
I’m not a young scally, not a Tom, Dick or Harry
I’m a but a thorn in your side
Well the boys in the bar, they go «la-da-da»
'Cause they don’t know that it’s all gone wrong
Catch me if you can on your underage scan
This night has been one fuck-up long
Melodies, fast and, got this old charm
Singing, living by the weekend tune
I’m not the only one of you who doesn’t really like that
Sunday comes too soon
Well the boys in the bar, they go «la-da-da»
'Cause they don’t know that it’s all gone wrong
Catch me if you can on your underage scan
This night has been one fuck-up long
Melodies, fast and, got this old charm
Singing, living by the weekend tune
I’m not the only one of you who doesn’t really like that
Sunday comes too soon