Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Prangin' Out, artist - The Streets. Date of issue: 17.03.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Prangin' Out |
| There’s voices talking to me, this ain’t even funny |
| (The iron’s been on in my house for four fucking weeks) |
| I see through you, I’m about to do something stupid |
| I dare say why my manager got lairy and smacked me |
| These headaches are getting unbearably nasty |
| Staring at the crack work, looking scary with my brandy |
| The rock 'n' roll cliche walked in and then smacked me |
| Carelessly rackin' out prangs just to handle the fear |
| I do a line, but then panic and feel a bit prang’d |
| So I glug Marlon from the bottle to ease off the panic |
| Then when it starts wearing off, I just feel a bit sad |
| Snort more tour support, and then have a drink |
| The bruise on the side of my head is madly banging |
| The only reason I started this was to deal me a laughing |
| The only reason I started this was to deal me a laughing |
| You’re pranging out, I see through you |
| There’s voices talking to me, this ain’t even funny |
| I see through you, I’m about to do something stupid |
| The girl in my bed is kinda distant right now |
| I know she’s thinking she’s a bit frightened somehow |
| I don’t think she realised why I’d invited her back to my house |
| I don’t want anyone to see me like this right now |
| All sorts of thoughts rolling back in my eyes |
| I’ve been a poor sport, thoughts dance in my mind |
| A banging headache, dancing prang’d by their side |
| Dancing with the pictures from the past of my life |
| I don’t remember any of what I just thought at all |
| The conclusion prior to when I forgot it all |
| Panicking a bit, getting frightened of fuck all |
| So, nursing my bruise, I drink right from the bottle |
| I don’t want anyone I know to see me like this |
| My fibs in single became lies in lists |
| She’s gonna sell-tell no doubt, fuck it |
| I’m not gonna start drinking, no, I can’t for now |
| You’re pranging out, I see through you |
| There’s voices talking to me, this ain’t even funny |
| I see through you, I’m about to do something stupid |
| My laptop must have slipped down and gone to sleep |
| Before the prang, this pain was to dawn on me |
| Around the time I was sketching, trying to con some sleep |
| And the new day on me was nearly dawning in here |
| I must have flaked while I inputted, waging loads more |
| 'Cause I staked on bookings, way to total score |
| Why do I break my rules not to wager anymore? |
| I’d flaked on the bookings and majorly totalled on the score |
| I’ve got a simple problem, but my mind’s spinning out |
| I remembered the website between the wine and the stout |
| The rush of fear made me forget how fucked I’d been |
| This time I’m drying my eyes and a fucking nose bleed |
| Turning my phone off when my promo bloke phones me |
| Evaded for it getting nasty when my manager |
| When he only beat me |
| I threw his wallet out the window as it had grown heated |
| He said, «Sort your life out», as he punched me over to my feet |
| You’re pranging out, I see through you |
| There’s voices talking to me, this ain’t even funny |
| I see through you, I’m about to do something stupid |
| You’re pranging out, I see through you |
| There’s voices talking to me, this ain’t even funny |
| I see through you, I’m about to do something stupid |
| Right now, logic states I need to be not contemplating suicide |
| With rational thought, it would seem that I need not to be |
| Doing the stuff that makes death seem like an easier option |
| I need a totally trojan plan right now |
| I see through you |