Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song People Like Us, artist - Paul Heaton. Album song Crooked Calypso, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 20.07.2017
Record label: Universal Music Operations, Virgin EMI
Song language: English
People Like Us |
People like us, we go to the gym |
We’re married to a Dan or a Tim |
If the waistlines are wide, then the chances are slim |
We’ll allow them our house to come in |
If to uni they went, more time will be spent |
And divided by ten if they’ve not |
It’s not your opinions or colour that counts |
It’s the brand of wellie you got |
Life’s a beach, but they’re all on it |
White flag got there first |
Catch a falling star, and wish upon it |
You’re never gonna equal their purse |
People like us, we subtly move |
The goalposts you score through at school |
Just when your child is on the attack |
We’ll move the post twenty feet back |
That’s why Rooney and Ronaldo we hate |
'Cause they scaled university gate |
A good house and a good double-barrelled surname |
Should not be won playing a game |
Life’s a beach, but they’re all on it |
White flag got there first |
Catch a falling star, and wish upon it |
You’re never gonna equal their purse |
It’s second house in the south of France |
A third and a fourth in the bank |
People like them got lucky again |
And it’s people like us they won’t thank |
Coffee in hand prevents the 'Seig Heil' |
They’ve got in their system for folk without style |
Folks without style are scum and they’re chavs |
And the only 'Seig Heil' is to have-nots from haves |
Have-nots from haves… |
People like us, we know what we are |
The clobber, the house, and the car |
People like you, we know what you’re not |
You’re none of the things that we’ve got |
With your head in the clouds, and your nose in the air |
We can see your right up where it bleeds |
You think you’re the queen of the Didsbury scene |
But to me, you’re more Topshop in Leeds |
Life’s a beach, but they’re all on it |
White flag got there first |
Catch a falling star, and wish upon it |
You’re never gonna equal their purse |
It’s second house in the south of France |
A third or fourth in the bank |
People like them got lucky again |
And it’s people like us they won’t thank |