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Lyricist: Jamie T.
Lyrics:
When theres no one left to fight, boys like him dont shine so bright, Soon as I see the dust settle, hes out on the town tryin to find trouble. When theres no one left to fight, boys like him dont shine so bright, Soon as I see (LIGHTWEIGHT PRICK!) the dust settle, hes out on the town tryin to find trouble.
I take a train again away from shame and blame a city pained to see, a friend I hadnt seen since I was drinking underage. I was a ten a day, howd you say, little shit, white lightning, heightening all my courage, quick wit. We wore checkered season wallabies, buttoned shirts and whiskey, mutton dressed as lamb, a fan of bands like The Jam Jam Jam Jam, I dont know who I am, he said I dunno if I can, I said yeah man, you can-can.
When theres no one left to fight, boys like him dont shine so bright, Soon as I see the dust settle, hes out on the town tryin to find trouble. When theres no one left to fight, boys like him dont shine so bright, Soon as I see the dust settle, hes out on the town tryin to find trouble.
Drunk and being sick, I feel like shit, I gotta quit. I hope I havent missed the last train gonna be stuck in Hampton Wick, With the boys across the platform shouting lightweight prick! Im a featherweight champion, cheap to get pissed, wish Candy were here with me, shed deffa deal with it, tell em all to shut their mouths and go suck their mommas dicks, coz she aint no she aint that low, three fingers down, or the other two up, and Ill sing this proud.
Runnin with believers, no time for fever, and I havent got time for you either, with your sticks n stones, sticks n stones, I take em home on my own. Runnin with believers, no time for fever, and I havent got time for you either, with your sticks n stones, sticks n stones, I take em home on my own.
As I travel down the track all my memories flood back. We were runnin at ease from enemies, and rushed back to your mommas flat, its the only place but home I feel relaxed enough to crap, I know it sounds crude, but theres something in that. Hows danny doin? Hear hes high flyin and that, stockbroker in the city with a lady and a baby. And Fee, is she free from the demons she had? Was it two months clean, routine to relapse.
Runnin with believers, no time for fever, and I havent got time for you either, with your sticks n stones, sticks n stones, I take em home on my own. Runnin with believers, no time for fever, and I havent got time for you either, with your sticks n stones, sticks n stones, I take em home on my own.
She smoked all of your weed thats why the loved ones out to leave, Why when you take the lead they stab you in the back till you cant breathe, When youre bleeding on the floor, and no one hears your call at all, she screamed out to the party you are sheeps and cattle!
I was hanging out with Louie in the shooting gallery, when the news got through to me about you and Jeremy. Pat on my back, and a swig on my brew, youre still my friend, its impossible to hate you. Cradle to the grave, I know we always misbehave, people latch down and then they rain on our parade. Girls we love leave when we want them to stay, like today, remember, what shall we say?
When theres no one left to fight, boys like us dont shine so bright, Soon as I see the dust settle, lets go out and find some trouble!
Runnin with believers, no time for fever, and I havent got time for you either, with your sticks n stones, sticks n stones, I take em home on my own. Runnin with believers, no time for fever, and I havent got time for you either, with your sticks n stones, sticks n stones, I take em home on my own.
Runnin with believers, no time for fever, and I havent got time for you either, with your sticks n stones, sticks n stones, I take em home on my own. Runnin with believers, no time for fever, and I havent got time for you either, with your sticks n stones, sticks n stones, I take em home on my own.
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