Same Old Thing The Streets
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[Intro: Mike Skinner]
Yeah, street level
Oi, oi, yeah
That's it, right there
[Chorus: Kevin Mark Trail & Mike Skinner]
'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level)
Same old thing every day (That's it, that's it, that's it)
Just gets played and replayed in different ways (Yeah)
Oi, tune's heavy
'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level)
Same old thing every day (That's it, that's it, that's it)
Just gets played and replayed in different ways (Yeah)
Oi, oi, right there
[Verse 1: Mike Skinner]
Whose round is it?
Down that beer quick, smash my glass back down
Fall over the table, all rowdy and pissed
Seems the only difference between midweek shit
And weekend is how loud I speak
And whether I try and pull a girlfriend, that's it
Who's got dough?
Ayy, you know I'd pay, but I'm broke, only got coinage to show
Putting off walking home on my own to my throne
Two empty takeaways, ashtrays, the remains of the day stoned
Pick a bottle off the table, peel the label, tell a fable
Offer opinion for free on a solution to the latest big news story
"Football and Smut Daily" as I ponder winning the lottery
Buy a drink, chat to a lady, the girl's well fit
Definitely, not maybe, she's rude
I'd shag her and make tea, right there
Yeah, street level
Oi, oi, yeah
That's it, right there
[Chorus: Kevin Mark Trail & Mike Skinner]
'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level)
Same old thing every day (That's it, that's it, that's it)
Just gets played and replayed in different ways (Yeah)
Oi, tune's heavy
'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level)
Same old thing every day (That's it, that's it, that's it)
Just gets played and replayed in different ways (Yeah)
Oi, oi, right there
[Verse 1: Mike Skinner]
Whose round is it?
Down that beer quick, smash my glass back down
Fall over the table, all rowdy and pissed
Seems the only difference between midweek shit
And weekend is how loud I speak
And whether I try and pull a girlfriend, that's it
Who's got dough?
Ayy, you know I'd pay, but I'm broke, only got coinage to show
Putting off walking home on my own to my throne
Two empty takeaways, ashtrays, the remains of the day stoned
Pick a bottle off the table, peel the label, tell a fable
Offer opinion for free on a solution to the latest big news story
"Football and Smut Daily" as I ponder winning the lottery
Buy a drink, chat to a lady, the girl's well fit
Definitely, not maybe, she's rude
I'd shag her and make tea, right there
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