drayton manored

no

get four

you what?

yeah

i know

yeah

fuck that

yeah

i'll get a taxi now then

alright? yeah

tarar

d & g

i need a cold shower

spent the night at drayton manor

it's alright

you get a prime seat every night

drip

trip

i got the horrors

it's all bingo mate

and it's my dobbers

down at the house

down at the house

with the famous grouse

plug my phone in with a lead that fits

me and my mate get whiffed

it's like flippin' ekland

we are the dumb brits

lobbin' down one-pint cans of imported shit

trip to spar is like a trip to mars

trip to spar is like a trip to mars

drayton manored

plug my phone in

tah

i'm fuckin' spannered

you have that last can

i'll put my shoes on

order me a car

fallin' out as it drops me half

trip to spar is like a trip to mars

trip to spar is like a trip to mars

i remember when i was 21

laughin' about it in clubs

i wonder what will happen?