Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It Was Supposed to Be so Easy, artist - The Streets.
Date of issue: 17.03.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
It Was Supposed to Be so Easy |
It was supposed to be so easy |
Just take back the DVD, withdraw that extra money |
Tell mum I wouldn’t be back for tea, then grab my savings and hurry |
So first to get the film back in time, to avoid that big fine |
I had to do a fast hill climb, but a faster decline |
But I flew a bit quick, arms like a lunatic |
Had to stop for a few ticks, I started feeling sick |
Got to the video shop in a state, but chuffed it wouldn’t be late |
Only when he flicked open the case, I’d left the disc at my place |
Today I’ve achieved absolutely nought |
In just being out of the house, I’ve lost out |
If I wanted to end up with more now |
I should’ve just stayed in bed, like I know how |
So I failed on the DVD, but I still had to get the money |
Tell mum I couldn’t make tea, get the saving and then hurry |
Rushing to the cash machine, still a bit mashed and lean |
Then of course a mandatory car, drives by and splashes me |
Get there the queue’s outrageous, ladies taking ages |
My rage is blowing gauges, how longs it take to validate your wages? |
At last my turn comes, press the 50 squid button |
Insufficient funds |
Today I’ve achieved absolutely nought |
In just being out of the house, I’ve lost out |
If I wanted to end up with more now |
I should’ve just stayed in bed, like I know how |
So I failed on the DVD, couldn’t withdraw any money |
But I still had to call mum, get the savings and hurry |
So to call mum so that, I could tell her I cant go and that |
At least I remembered my phone man, I didn’t know her number offhand |
Where’s my phone have I got it, Oh this is a crock of shit |
I lost the fucking thing, oh here it is in my pocket |
But the batteries nearly flat, gotta call quick snap |
Aww shit, the battery is flat |
Today I’ve achieved absolutely nought |
In just being out of the house, I’ve lost out |
If I wanted to end up with more now |
I should’ve just stayed in bed, like I know how |
So Ive failed on the DVD, couldnt withdraw any money |
Or call mum about tea, I’ll have to get the savings and hurry |
But where was the money, I knew I’d left it on the |
Side, next to the telly, this is not even funny |
I left it in the living room, ready to pick up as soon |
As I passed through, on the way out to the rendevous |
So the shoebox full of money, just disappearing from me |
Is not what I call funny, a grand dont come for free |
Today I’ve achieved absolutely nought |
In just being out of the house, I’ve lost out |
If I wanted to end up with more now |
I should’ve just stayed in bed, like I know how |
(Oi, soaked to the bone in my jeans, do you want me to stop? |
I imagine my mums weaping right now |
And the thousand pounds you swore, that I left on the table this morn |
Has simply disappeared before my eyes, his eyes and yours |
And I’m a thousand pounds poorer, a hundred thousand pennies, no more |
A thousandth of a million quid, or two monkeys or a whole fifty scores |
Gone withdrawn from my life, the money is no more for sure) |
It was supposed to be so easy |