LYRICS
作词 : Frankie Stew/mustbejohn
作曲 : Frankie Stew/mustbejohn/Jake Gosling/Harvey Gunn
Red sauce on my shorts from the night before
They say I’m on to big things I hear it more and more
But I’m brass
And where I’m from
That means poor
It’s nothing long tho
Not for long tho I’m sure
How come every time that I’m in the room
There’s always someone else there who’s try's to get rude
You don’t you know me
Course I don’t know you
I’m just tryna make do
Go on, **** off, shoo
On my ones, still I’m in the party
And you walked past me
What you leaving already?
Nah surely can’t be
Where you even going
It’s not even half 3?
I can’t feel my heartbeat
Where do we go
Where do we go from here
I’m in the bathroom and it’s half 2
But I wish you were here
Where do we go
Where do we go from here
I left the party
Nearly half 3
But I wish you were here
Yeah I wish you were here
Every time I get too pissed your not here
Responsible adult my ass
I wanna live class and fast
You could say I’ve been through the gears
If it don’t work then Its back to pulling beers
Stealing things from the Tesco by my dears
I’m only joking
I’m too good for that
I’ll do M&S nothings too good for Frank
Everything’s a joke
Lost my friends in this field but I never feel alone
And if I had one question
Just one to test him, I’d ask
Where everyone goes?