| Verse 1: Mikill Pane
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| Sitting in the house with my trainers on
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| Winter ain’t about so the days are long
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| We all planned a trip to the beach
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| But I spent too many minutes in the shower so my mates are gone
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| They did warn me but I’m a tiny bit vexed
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| I’ll give 'em all piece of my mind in a text
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| And if they ring my phone I’ll pretend I can’t hear it
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| You could probably call it a fight to the death
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| As soon as I could talk any sense as a kid
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| They said my attitude was beastly it still is
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| Proof that I was born to be an offensive king
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| The only guy ruder then me is prince Philip
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| I’m not sorry that they have to read my nonsense
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| I showered for long enough to clean my conscious
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| And how could I be when they’re out by the sea
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| While I’m trying to keep my head above deeper problems
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| This is not a happy song
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| I’ve got it badly wrong
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| It’s my chance and now it’s gone, Wo-oh
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| It’s a nice day for those plans
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| But time waits for no man
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| You’re try’na call your gang
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| They’re lying on the sand
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| And if sitting in your house is your business now
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| And to figure it out you sent signals out
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| But you fear they were ignored
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| You’re the chairman of the bored
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| Verse 2: Mikill Pane
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| Sitting in the shade as the day drags on
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| Had a cigarette break that was eight fags long
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| The future doesn’t look that bright to me
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| And it ain’t because Pane has Ray-bans on
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| So I’ve given up I’m getting sick of calling me mates
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| And I’m looking for a heroine it’s all in vain
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| It’s the wrong day to phone girls they’re fiancees
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| I’d give them a ring but they’re all engaged
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| Can’t go for a ride cause my bike’s f*cked up
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| I consult my neighbor and see if he can fix it
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| Doesn’t think the problem can be solved today
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| Cause it involves more labour than a Miliband trip
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| I give up all hope
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| It gets dramatic
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| I even watch a couple of soaps
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| Then a girl calls back and says «can we meet in an hour?»
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| Hmm
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| I’m guessing I’ll be needing a shower
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| This is not a happy song
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| I’ve got it badly wrong
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| It’s my chance and now it’s gone, Wo-oh
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| It’s a nice day for those plans
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| But time waits for no man
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| You’re try’na call your gang
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| They’re lying on the sand
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| And if sitting in your house is your business now
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| And to figure it out you sent signals out
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| But you fear they were ignored
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| You’re the chairman of the bored
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| I’m searching for a way to make things right
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| All I’ve been into so far is wasting time
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| So instead of going hunting for action
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| I’ll just sit right here and wait for something to happen
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| It’s a nice day for those plans
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| But time waits for no man
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| You’re try’na call your gang
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| They’re lying on the sand
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| And if sitting in your house is your business now
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| And to figure it out you sent signals out
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| But you fear they were ignored
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| You’re the chairman of the bored |