Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Noise Noise Noise, artist - The Last Gang. Date of issue: 07.10.2021
Song language: English
Noise Noise Noise |
| CPC crew running, bring your knuckles to brawl |
| Down at British & Dominion, getting traditional |
| Paint it up, spike it out, the gang is ready tonight |
| Take the 42 north past Electric to ride |
| For few of us though, it could never come dead |
| It’s the noise noise noise that kept it so close |
| But the words were spoken «it's the last episode |
| «When the buses stopped running and the flask led to riot |
| Held our head past the shoulders to the new music reich |
| For few of us though, it could nver come dead |
| But th music and nostalgia burnt a hole in our heads |
| Our heads, heads |
| Staggering down memories lane |
| Deranged, grasping onto a past refrain |
| Staggering down dead memories slain |
| Deranged, holding onto a faded champagne |
| Gotta go for the glory or give up and fail |
| I’ve been stagnant sitting here |
| A waiting hands open tale |
| If you see me on the corner, begging, don’t pay my bail |
| I’m a bit more than nothing and your charity’s stale |
| I’ve been trying now for years fighting hand tooth and nail |
| But the sad truth is the poor get poorer and fail |
| Have I failed? |
| Staggering down memories lane |
| Deranged, grasping onto a past refrain |
| Staggering down dead memories slain |
| Deranged, holding onto a faded champagne |
| It’s the noise noise noise that kept it so close |
| But the words were spoken «it's the last episode» |
| When the buses stopped running and the flask led to riot |
| Held our head past the shoulders to the new music reich |
| For few of us though, it could never come dead |
| For few of us though, it could never come dead |
| Staggering down dead memories slain |
| Deranged, grasping onto a past refrain |
| Staggering down dead memories slain |
| Deranged, staggering |
| Staggering down memories lane |
| Deranged, holding onto a past refrain |
| Staggering down dead memories slain |
| Deranged, holding onto a faded champagne |