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Same Old Thing - The Streets
Yeah street level
Oh oh yeah that's it
Right there
At street level
That's it that's it that's it
Yeah oh tunes heavy
At street level
That's it that's it that's it
Yeah oh oh right there
Who's 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 mid week s**t
And weekend is how loud I speak
And whether I try to pull a girlfriend
That's it who's got dough
Hey you know I'd pay but I'm broke
Only got coinage to show
Putting off walking home on my own to my thrown
Two empty takeaways ashtrays
And remains of the day stoned
Pick a bottle off the table
Peel the label tell a fable
Offer opinion for free
And 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 girls well fit definitley not maybe
She's rude I'd shag
Her and make tea right there
At street level
That's it that's it that's it
Yeah oi heavy heavy
At street level
That's it that's it that's it yeah oh oh
Can't lounge in the boozer all day
Got manouvers to make
Gotta see a man about a dog can't be late
I'm always late
Raining cats and fog but nice
And dry in the black dog
Down it in one my son can't sit here
Gotta run things need done
If they don't win this and the next run
They getting relegated to the third division
At street level real people saying repeated sequal
Rock and roll fall to the floor like last night
Yesterday morning
And the night before and the night before
Apparently there's a whole world out there somewhere
It's right there right there
I just don't see it
Oi oi
At street level
That's it that's it that's it
Yeah oi street level
At street level
That's it that's it that's it
Yeah oi oi heavy heavy
Lock the door on your way out
