Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Same Old Thing , by - The Streets. Song from the album Original Pirate Material, in the genre Release date: 17.03.2002
Record label: 679
Song language: English
Same Old Thing |
| Yeah, street level |
| Oi, oi, yeah, that’s it, right there |
| 'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level) |
| Same old thing every day (That's it, that’s it, that’s it) |
| Just gets played and replayed in different ways |
| (Yeah, oi, tune’s heavy) |
| 'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level) |
| Same old thing every day (That's it, that’s it, that’s it) |
| Just gets played and replayed in different ways |
| (Yeah, oi, oi, right there) |
| Whose round is it? |
| Down that beer quick, smash my glass back down |
| Fall over the table, all rowdy and pissed |
| Seems the only difference between mid-week shit |
| And weekend is how loud I speak |
| And whether I try and pull a girlfriend |
| That’s it, who’s got dough? |
| Hey, you know I’d pay but I’m broke, only got coinage to show |
| Putting off walking home on my own to my throne |
| Two empty takeaways, ashtrays, the remains of the day stoned |
| Pick a bottle off the table, peel the label, tell a fable |
| Offer opinion for free and a solution to the latest big news story |
| «Football and Smut Daily» as I ponder winning the lottery |
| Buy a drink, chat to a lady, the girl’s well fit |
| Definitely, not maybe, she’s rude |
| I’d shag her and matey, right there |
| 'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level) |
| Same old thing every day (That's it, that’s it, that’s it) |
| Just gets played and replayed in different ways |
| (Yeah, oi, oi, heavy, heavy) |
| 'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level) |
| Same old thing every day (That's it, that’s it, that’s it) |
| Just gets played and replayed in different ways |
| (Yeah, oi, oi) |
| Can’t lounge in the boozer all day, got manoeuvres to make |
| Gotta see a man about a dog, can’t be late, I’m always late |
| Raining cats and fog but nice and dry in the Black Dog |
| Down it in one, my son |
| Can’t sit here, gotta run, things need done |
| If they don’t win this and the next one |
| They’re getting relegated to the third division |
| At street level, real people, same repeated sequel |
| Rock and roll, four to the floor |
| Like last night, yesterday morning |
| And the night before, and the night before |
| Apparently there’s a whole world out there somewhere |
| (It's right there) |
| I just don’t see it (Right there) |
| I just don’t see it (Oi, oi) |
| 'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level) |
| Same old thing every day (That's it, that’s it, that’s it) |
| Just gets played and replayed in different ways |
| (Yeah, oi, street level) |
| 'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level) |
| Same old thing every day (That's it, that’s it, that’s it) |
| Just gets played and replayed in different ways |
| (Yeah, oi, oi, heavy, heavy) |
| Lock the door on your way out |