if i want to sit in and drink super tennants in the day i will
no-ones going to fucking tell me jack
but can you rely on anyone in this world?
no you cant; its not my fault theres wall to wall empty cans
everyone wanted this to all go wrong for me from the start
its fucked up that a mans life can just be attacked
watching this morning with a beer is much better relying on
unknown cunts for mates i was given that don't have my back. scott texted me to say he'd have a look at the tv for me
but i layed it down telling him to fuck right off chap. phoned this company out the yellow pages;
told them to take away the tv and fix it quick snap. the next day they took away the tv and told me they'd repair the little bit
thats broken round on the back. i thought that would be that but the next bit was on top
this was where it all started to get a bit out of hand. no-one gives a crap about mike;
thats why i'm acting nasty. you know what you can do with your life;
introduce it up your jacksie. coz no-one gives a crap about mike;
thats why i'm acting nasty. you know what you can do with your life;
introduce it up your jacksie. the tv man comes back later
knocks on mine
to say he's found something in the back of the tv
i'm looking at it absolutely speechless
cant quite believe he's trying to pull this fucking stunt on me. i knew it was a simple case of the power supply gone on the back
but he's trying to tap me up for more money. he says its not like that and im like fuck off and die
and stick up my two fingers and one more to make three. he says dont talk to me like that
and i don't understand
face is in his face and i tell him i understand perfectly. and he grabs my shirt and i grab his face with my hand
so he brings his fist up and twats me a good one on my cheek. now im trying to pull his head down so i can knee it
but he's got my ear; he's twisting it round so much that its really hurting me. and we both go down on the floor
and he pushes my head back;
onto the corner of the fridge which is total agony. then he gets up and runs out the kitchen
and out of the door
shouting stuff to me
slams the door shoutin' at me. so here i am in my house
drinking on my own settee;
everyones a cunt in this life
no-one's there for me. no-one gives a crap about mike;
thats why i'm acting nasty. you know what you can do with your life;
introduce it up your jacksie. coz no-one gives a crap about mike;
thats why i'm acting nasty. you know what you can do with your life;
introduce it up your jacksie. if i want to sit in and drink super tennants in the day i will
no-ones going to fucking tell me jack
but can you rely on anyone in this world?
no you cant; its all my fault theres wall to wall empty cans. i sat in the kitchen all fucked off
imagining over and over what they're all doing behind my back. dodgy things going on
actions i regretted
stain bottle with a pipe and tin foil on the matt. scott texted me telling me he'll have a look at the tv for me
and i felt like just telling him to fuck right off chap. but what he said about wanting to do the right thing by both mates
and then opting to stay out - it seemed to match. but i's told him he could make it up by fixing the tv
he said thats the least he could do to square things flat. i thought that would be that but then the next bit was mad
this is where everything started to all turn back. the end of the something i did not want to end
begining of hard times to come. but something that was not meant to be is done
and this is the start of what was. he had to unscrew about fifteen screws before he could pull the panel off the back
to get in the fecking thing;
but just as he did so
he said he saw something
that slipped inside behind the panel - down the back of it. must have been some leaflets or a bill maybe
i didn't want to lose the bill incase it was a final warning. so we both treid to get the back off and work out if there was any more screws to get out
or if we left any in. and when he looked down the back of the tv
his eyes just froze
before he rammed his hand in saying
no shit. he's looking at me absolutely speechless
he can't quite believe what hes trying to pull out the slip. i get up wondering what he's smiling about
he's shaking his head at this point
with the biggest of grins;
i look down the back of the tv and thats where it was
in all its glory - my thousand quid. the end of the something i did not want to end
begining of hard times to come. but something that was not meant to be is done
and this is the start of what was. about 2 this afternoon the last of the people left my house
coz they never stop chattin' til all the rackets gone. i really feel like things clicked into place at some point
or maybe its the fact that me and alison really got on. or maybe its that i realised that it is true;
no-ones really there fighting for you in the last garison. no-one except yourself that is
no-one except you. you are the one who's got your back 'til the last deeds done. scott can't have my back til the absolute end
coz hes got to look out for what over his horizon. he's gotta to make sure he's not lonely
not broke. it's enough to worry about keeping his own head above. i shut the door behind me
huddled up in my coat
condensation floating off my breath
squinted out the sun. my jeans feel a bit tight
think i washed them a bit too high;
i was gonna be late
so i picked up my pace to run. the end of the something i did not want to end
begining of hard times to come. but something that was not meant to be is done
and this is the start of what was. the end of the something i did not want to end
begining of hard times to come. but something that was not meant to be is done
and this is the start of what was. the end of the something i did not want to end
begining of hard times to come. but something that was not meant to be is done
and this is the start of what was. the end of the something i did not want to end
begining of hard times to come. but something that was not meant to be is done