Tonalité : F major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Captured,
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but we've been told what to do
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I didn't realise either,
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mate, I'm with you
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I've been following white lines
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all my life
Verse 2
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Touché turtle, jump the castle,
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avoid the disco dancers
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No hassle, doing beak like that with
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a kid at your mums
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Paramedics, you should've
thought about that one
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Heart- stopper, boom! Clear!
Verse 3
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What happened to Richard?
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All I can see is gear
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Breathless,
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incinerate, processed cheese
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Become what you hate,
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become what we are
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A series one with dreams to
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reach a series four
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Drive, drive, six packs, drive,
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drive, white teeth, KitKat
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Take the money and run, join the elite
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You sold yourself to no one
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Pied piper, whiskey notes,
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the wonder wall fell down on you
Verse 4
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A little ditty and it's all gone wrong
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I don't expect the tools to sing along
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A little ditty and it's all gone wrong
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A little ditty
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A little ditty
Verse 5
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I ain't a threat, they leave me alone,
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flat cool gambo
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You know when I worked there I got
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a bad feeling from a man
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I can't work with someone
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like that again, Sam
Verse 6
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A little ditty and it's all gone wrong
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I don't expect the kid to sing along
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That band from the '80s, that punk
band what are they called
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The Queen's Park Rangers,
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been around ages, you tool
Verse 7
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We're all up in the top
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room of the pub
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Getting heavy with the past
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that didn't exist
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You reshape to give
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celeb mates Shoreditch yarn
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In the, have you been for
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a poo- poo barn
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Gnarly coke death faces
Verse 8
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Death, death, death, death,
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nine to a cubicle (death)
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Like squeezing, screwing- up faces
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Last choke push the wheels
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of the next big thing
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You scratch my back,
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I don't scratch anything
C#
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Apart for my nads, oi, Mick,
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I'm born to be bland
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Jumped up in black leather, flints,
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death, curry wurst
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Smashed, and in everything
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Verse 9
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A little ditty and it's all gone wrong
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I don't expect the tools to sing along
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A little ditty and it's all gone wrong
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A little ditty
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A little ditty
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A little ditty
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A little ditty
Verse 10
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I don't expect the tools to sing along,
yeah
That was shit, I been there,
that was fucking shit
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