whiteboy

Singer:james

five nights

no sleep

my mind's battered

stock markets free fall

dreams shattered

lost cause

pulled up

a sure winner

made a few bob

in a new job as a serial killer

you wanna talk to me

whiteboy

man

you wanna talk to me

whiteboy

boy

man

you wanna talk to me

whiteboy

man

every night microwaved

tv dinners

mobile phones make her brain shimmer

don't say the c word she got the all clear

that jokes bad taste and so dog eared

my mum says i look like yul brynner

too old for hamlet

too young for lear

got a shaved head

lost weight

fakir

got a pierced lip 'cause it's still hip to appear queer

you wanna talk to me

whiteboy

man

you wanna talk to me

whiteboy

boy

man

you wanna talk to me

whiteboy

man

and i'm all mashed up

mum's droning on and on

and on

and on

and i'm all mashed up

mum's droning on and on

and on

and on

she wants this

she wants that

she wants bling

she wants tat

she wants creams that can cover the cracks

wedded bliss

cancer scans

she wants family man

self esteem and her old body back

she says

you wanna talk to me

whiteboy

man

you wanna talk to me

whiteboy

boy

man

you wanna talk to me

whiteboy

man