all got our runnins

again

i step out my yard

head swings 'round

clocks my landlord

start chippin' up the road 'cause i owe him three weeks dough

the ship's sinkin'

telly's on the blink

and in the pub

it's one beer to last all evening

later on

chips for feedin'

when the quids are down

try sneak in a bottle of brandy

'round bouncers into the ministry of sound

scored

moffat

back indoors with a profit

'cause they do say that havin' no money forces one

to make the right choices on life each day

if you can't pay

you can't play

success hides a multitude of sins

but i ain't successful and my piggy bank's still in the bin

been there since i was a kid

goin 'round in circles

not being careful

but say

i get paid on friday

can't wait to live life my way

'cause on the streets

i'm just a geezer

i gotta make ends meet

yeah

gotta do what i need to

shit

we all got our runnins now

on the streets

i'm just a geezer

gotta make ends meet

yeah

gotta do what i need to

shit

we all got our runnins now

on the streets

i'm just a geezer

gotta make ends meet

yeah

gotta do what i need to

shit

we all got our runnins now

on the streets

i'm just a geezer

gotta make ends meet

yeah

gotta do what i need to

shit

we all got our runnins now

brut pocket

i'm back in the burassic seat again

after spending sixty pound last week on beers with friends

brought it all on myself

see

granted

now i'm scorin' draw for everyone to get my next spliff sorted

hang 'round mum's house to get smothered

got no tins in the cupboard this week

hold on to your seat 'cause it's all gone a bit pete

live for the moment"