Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Say I Never Warned Ya…, artist - Sonic Boom Six. Album song The Ruff Guide To Genre-Terrorism, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Orchard
Song language: English
Don't Say I Never Warned Ya… |
I came here to make the crowd go boom at every gig, soundcheck and show |
Be sure it’s what I’m living for in that little van on tour |
We make the kids look like they’re jogging on the spot |
It’s all I need, I never stopped to play the part |
Set for me. |
My destiny was set by me |
But back in school don’t think they’d quite agree |
They said I couldn’t do a music GCE |
(Mr. Barnes is too distracting to his company.) |
Check it. |
Was their loss. |
I couldn’t give a toss |
Unlike a mate of mine who always listens to his boss |
Who shits across the dreams he feels needs to do |
You should pursue, don’t even fucking pay heed to |
Anything, not a thing spitten from those Aryans |
Relevant, telling you you’ll soon be twenty seven, man |
He’s only bitter because he hates his job |
And that his wife ran off with Derek from the drama club. |
It’s true |
Don’t let them tell you wrong |
It’s your life, got to live it to your limit alone |
Might as well sing along |
Come my friend, in the end it’s you |
Don’t say I never didah warn ya |
Gets the stress and the mess, it’s you |
Only you, so you might as well be true |
And be the you you want to be |
(We'll have a little dance shall we?) |
My friend, she went round the bend |
From listening to everything her parents said |
So respected all that they expected |
Daddy never should have kept her so protected |
By the time she passed exams and went uni |
She’d been wrapped in cotton wool and now she’s free |
To be off her head, fuck the course, instead |
She’s shagging all the lads and battering the ecstasy. |
(I luv you!) |
Well if they’d let her grown alone she’d have known |
All the silly living lessons that you learn on your own |
I’ve see my little girl mashed-up and back |
Now she’s got her head together and arse is out the sack |
So I don’t mean to sound all judgemental |
But these days you can’t be too careful |
My girl has made it with her mental health |
Because she’s pleasing herself not her daddy and his wealth. |
(Go on girl!) |
Don’t let them tell you wrong |
It’s your life, got to live it to your limit alone |
Might as well sing along |
Come my friend, in the end it’s you |
Don’t say I never didah warn ya |
Gets the stress and the mess, it’s you |
Only you, so you might as well be true |
And be the you you want to be |
(We'll have a little dance shall we?) |
I forget my debts when shredding my frets, yeah |
Stress and my frets gets let up while I’m fed up of |
Red-letters and debts, but yet nevertheless |
Though my money a mess, my mission met, no regret |
Your paths no for everyone but you’ve already won |
If it’s your element, rock it likes you’re heaven sent |
What I meant, doubt’s an impediment see |
Are you getting it? |
We’ll have a little dance one me |
(What's that?) You smell a rat? |
You want to know the facts? |
I’m from a stable home, white, middle-class and homegrown. |
(Aww!) |
Yeah, I had choices but I chose one |
And I’m not ummung and arr’ing sat on the sofa on my bum. |
(Believe!) |
Shoulder to shoulder getting older but bolder we told you |
We chasing dreams, won’t wake up until hell freezes over |
I’ve got a hold of you soldier ignore the lies they sold you |
Just be yourself, there’s no time to look over your shoulder |
Come my friend, in the end it’s you |
Don’t say I never didah warn ya |
Gets the stress and the mess, it’s you |
Only you, so you might as well be true |
And be the you you want to be |
(We'll have a little dance shall we?) |