| That boys a Hoxton Hero
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| Skinny fit jeans and dressed in pink
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| How he dresses I care zero
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| As long as he don’t steal my drink
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| That girls an Indie Cindy
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| Lego haircut and polka-dot dress
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| I don’t care if she thinks she’s indie
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| How she’s different is anyones guess
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| You’ve got you skin tight, colours on the floor
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| With all your white lies, every slut and whore
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| All the band boys in your specs and sneakers
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| We’ve got your back, now it’s time to blow the speaker
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| I went to a rave and it got real moody
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| How can a screwface have a good time?
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| Was he deprived of his mothers boobie?
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| I doubt he’s lived a life of grime
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| I went to a gig but nobody danced
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| Everybody was far too cool
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| All the kiddies they just stood there
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| Is it the same at their public school?
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| That boys a Hoxton Hero
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| Skinny fit jeans and dressed in pink
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| How he dresses I care zero
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| As long as he don’t steal my drink
|
| That girls an Indie Cindy
|
| Lego haircut and polka-dot dress
|
| I don’t care if she thinks she’s indie
|
| How she’s different is anyones guess
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| You’ve got you skin tight fellows on the floor
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| With all your white lies, every slag, whore
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| All the band boys in your specs and sneakers
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| All the bad kids tryin to blow the speaker
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| I’m an indie limey
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| Yeah but I like it grimey
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| And I rave with a grin
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| I’m not too cool for the next big thing
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| I don’t wanna fuck about
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| I wanna good time and that’s why I’m out
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| And you look silly
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| When you put on your best myspace pout
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| That boys a Hoxton Hero
|
| Skinny fit jeans and dressed in pink
|
| How he dresses I care zero
|
| As long as he don’t steal my drink
|
| That girls an Indie Cindy
|
| Lego haircut and polka-dot dress
|
| I don’t care if she thinks she’s indie
|
| How she’s different is anyones guess
|
| You’ve got you skin tight, colours on the floor
|
| With all your white lies, every slut and whore
|
| All the band boys in your specs and sneakers
|
| We’ve got your back, now it’s time to blow the speaker
|
| You’ve got you skin tight, colours on the floor
|
| With all your white lies, every slut and whore
|
| All the band boys in your specs and sneakers
|
| We’ve got your back, now it’s time to blow the speaker |