Lyrics:

[Intro] How's business this morning? Pretty good I made 'bout twelve, thirteen quid And that was without not having any arguments with anyone That's pretty j just straight If you don't ****, gonna get your head kicked in [Verse 1] Shoot the messenger, string 'em up She's a 10 plus 10, not enough Mixed messages, wires crossed Marry me, what you got? Too much Toothbrush and socks Parents minted, Mayfair, couple dogs We go on walks, she never talks I pour my heart out, she laps up my blood Blue lights, double vision Heart races like supercars Two drinks, the room's spinning Zebedee, you're the ace of hearts High society, cute kittens Allergies, I don't like you enough Blocked me on your private finsta Your godmother should come play with us [Chorus] Nicotine, can't quit it Two's up, two's down You stub it out before I finish On my arm and I scream out, 'Wow' Nicotine, can't quit it Two's up, two's down You stub it out before I finish On my arm and I scream out, 'Wow' [Verse 2] Doorman, let me in the door Spent all my money, you ain't gettin' no more wages Sure, sir, sir, are you sure? In short, I'm not a mop you can drag 'cross the floor Inside, shell shock She's standin' with a guy Guys your mans stare him out, real polite 'No, please, no thanks' 'Want a drink?' 'I'm alright' Beer goggles on, pull the wool, now I'm blind Clear as day, I can see You make me melt, sun, ice cream You smooth like felt, soft to the touch You wear repellent, smell your scent from up above Angel getting carried out the club For slapping Harry, Harry's just a mug I'm stood outside waitin', where you gone? Cubicle lines, catch a cold, Jack Frost [Chorus] Nicotine, can't quit it Two's up, two's down You stub it out before I finish On my arm and I scream out, 'Wow' Nicotine, can't quit it Two's up, two's down You stub it out before I finish On my arm and I scream out, 'Wow' [Outro] Just about any type of drug is in But glue-sniffing ranks equal number one with cheap booze Hello Cyril is a glue man and his outlook on life is invariably through a plastic bag Even on the street, he has something up his sleeve To make work more tolerable The only thing that no one takes is heroin, you know? If they do, we kick 'em out That's the thing, that's the thing that is really, really bad for you Most, most people take Most people take things in moderation, you know?