Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whoops, artist - Kate Tempest. Date of issue: 06.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Whoops |
| Well, who’s this? |
| Staggerin' home, jabberin' |
| Lookin' like some street smart arrogant gnome |
| Feet stickin' to the kerb like javelins, thrown |
| Gesturing wildly, having full blown conversations with himself |
| Saying, «Haven't you grown?» to his face in the windows, grimacing |
| Grappling with half a cigarette, not managin' |
| This is Pete |
| Pete grew up on this street |
| He moved away, but he’s back livin' at his dad’s so he can save |
| He rigs stages at live events, but every time he gets paid |
| He gets wasted and wakes up with less than he made |
| Then he hates it, but that’s life, right? |
| Fast paced, shit faced, low maintenance |
| And all of his mates are kind of on the same page |
| It’s basic wages takes ages to get through the month |
| But then payday comes and it’s drink all 'round |
| Outrageous behaviour, livin' right now, no sense a' later |
| Pills by the pocketful, nights last days, and look |
| Even if he never splashed out, he still couldn’t make the rent on his own place |
| Face it |
| It’s 04:18 |
| Pete’s 14 doors from home and his thoughts are like a pack of starving dogs |
| Fighting over the last bone |
| No, no, no, no, no, no, yeah! |
| No, anyway, what was I sayin'? |
| Fuck it, wait, hold on, I’m comin' up, wait |
| Good night, weren’t it? Must’ve been |
| Burnt too much on the good stuff, lucky me |
| I looked up, I saw my future unravel in the lights |
| Funny, innit? I love that sinking feeling, any minute |
| But you can’t win the race unless you’re runnin' in it, right? |
| Or you can’t get a taste unless you’re takin' a bite |
| Man, I’m climbin' up the walls, things are gettin' difficult |
| It’s all take, take, take, and start early, work late |
| Puttin' in the hours for these drugs, tokens |
| Love’s a joke when your blood’s pulsin' |
| Love is real when you start chokin' |
| I’m double jumpin' in the vast ocean |
| State of me, mate, blatantly the way I was made, y’see? |
| I’ve been gettin' on it since back in the day |
| Good place for a bad time, if you ask me |
| Trust me, nothin' gets past me |
| A bad place for a good time, if you know what I mean |
| Never met no one like you, this feels like a dream |
| Whoops! Back here again |
| How many times 'ave I sworn it’s the end? |
| Whoops! I know this feelin' |
| Shovelin' the rubbish, then I’m starin' at the ceilin' |
| Whoops! Dancin' to a shit tune |
| Hands in the air when it hits you |
| Whoops! I’m lyin' in my bed |
| And my brain is eating my head |
| I got these demons that I can’t shake |
| My past is a vast place, you can’t get away |
| Life got grim back then, like it does |
| Do you know how it feels to lose people you love? |
| I like talkin' to ya like this, do you wanna come back? |
| Couple drinks, somethin' like that |
| I got a gram on my nightstand |
| I got an eighth of squidgy black |
| I got this feelin' that we’re gonna be friends |
| I got this song, I wanna play it to you |
| I got this dream, I’m gonna make it happen |
| I got this thing, I wanna say it to you |
| See, I’ve been writin' poems, it’s a thing that I do |
| And, would you mind if I shared one with you? |
| No, course not, right, sorry, this time a' night |
| I always end up spoutin' the same old tripe |
| It reminds me of this time I was tryna find my mind |
| In the back of this rave, this kid was spillin' blood all over the place |
| And I was lookin' out for someone to save or be saved by |
| And I found this paper plate, started writin' |
| It felt fuckin' great |
| I knew then, me an' the pen, we were one and the same |
| But, look, I can’t take the strain of the days |
| I’m pretty sure I’m halfway to insane |
| You got such a nice face, and your eyes are like rain |
| I’d try and kiss you if I could just remember your name |
| Whoops! Back here then s’ppose |
| Don’t watch the state of my nose |
| Whoops! My jaw’s gone west |
| And I’ve started gettin' pains in my chest (Is that normal?) |
| Whoops! There goes my promise |
| All it took was two drinks, and I got on it |
| Whoops! I swear this person isn’t me |
| We did have fun, though, didn’t we? |
| Didn’t we? Yeah |