| I came here to make the crowd go boom at every gig, soundcheck and show
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| Be sure it’s what I’m living for in that little van on tour
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| We make the kids look like they’re jogging on the spot
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| It’s all I need, I never stopped to play the part
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| Set for me. |
| My destiny was set by me
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| But back in school don’t think they’d quite agree
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| They said I couldn’t do a music GCE
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| (Mr. Barnes is too distracting to his company.)
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| Check it. |
| Was their loss. |
| I couldn’t give a toss
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| Unlike a mate of mine who always listens to his boss
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| Who shits across the dreams he feels needs to do
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| You should pursue, don’t even fucking pay heed to
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| Anything, not a thing spitten from those Aryans
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| Relevant, telling you you’ll soon be twenty seven, man
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| He’s only bitter because he hates his job
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| And that his wife ran off with Derek from the drama club. |
| It’s true
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| Don’t let them tell you wrong
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| It’s your life, got to live it to your limit alone
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| Might as well sing along
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| Come my friend, in the end it’s you
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| Don’t say I never didah warn ya
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| Gets the stress and the mess, it’s you
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| Only you, so you might as well be true
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| And be the you you want to be
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| (We'll have a little dance shall we?)
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| My friend, she went round the bend
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| From listening to everything her parents said
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| So respected all that they expected
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| Daddy never should have kept her so protected
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| By the time she passed exams and went uni
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| She’d been wrapped in cotton wool and now she’s free
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| To be off her head, fuck the course, instead
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| She’s shagging all the lads and battering the ecstasy. |
| (I luv you!)
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| Well if they’d let her grown alone she’d have known
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| All the silly living lessons that you learn on your own
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| I’ve see my little girl mashed-up and back
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| Now she’s got her head together and arse is out the sack
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| So I don’t mean to sound all judgemental
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| But these days you can’t be too careful
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| My girl has made it with her mental health
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| Because she’s pleasing herself not her daddy and his wealth. |
| (Go on girl!)
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| Don’t let them tell you wrong
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| It’s your life, got to live it to your limit alone
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| Might as well sing along
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| Come my friend, in the end it’s you
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| Don’t say I never didah warn ya
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| Gets the stress and the mess, it’s you
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| Only you, so you might as well be true
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| And be the you you want to be
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| (We'll have a little dance shall we?)
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| I forget my debts when shredding my frets, yeah
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| Stress and my frets gets let up while I’m fed up of
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| Red-letters and debts, but yet nevertheless
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| Though my money a mess, my mission met, no regret
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| Your paths no for everyone but you’ve already won
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| If it’s your element, rock it likes you’re heaven sent
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| What I meant, doubt’s an impediment see
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| Are you getting it? |
| We’ll have a little dance one me
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| (What's that?) You smell a rat? |
| You want to know the facts?
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| I’m from a stable home, white, middle-class and homegrown. |
| (Aww!)
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| Yeah, I had choices but I chose one
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| And I’m not ummung and arr’ing sat on the sofa on my bum. |
| (Believe!)
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| Shoulder to shoulder getting older but bolder we told you
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| We chasing dreams, won’t wake up until hell freezes over
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| I’ve got a hold of you soldier ignore the lies they sold you
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| Just be yourself, there’s no time to look over your shoulder
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| Come my friend, in the end it’s you
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| Don’t say I never didah warn ya
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| Gets the stress and the mess, it’s you
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| Only you, so you might as well be true
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| And be the you you want to be
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| (We'll have a little dance shall we?) |