Too Much Yayo-The Streets
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Too Much Yayo - The Streets

Composed by:Mike Skinner

Produced by:Mike Skinner

Yayo

Ayy ayy

Like a little theatre show

That we used to make as kids of cardboard

When we were home

Looking down from in the gods as people go on below

Trapped inside the nightclub tiny little minds are alone

Lighting passing overhead

Wichmisses some and then finds them like

Their prison breaking from Alcatraz into their minds

Heavens say they sin just for fun

Of the seven deadly sins envy is the only not fun

Whey oh

Too much yayo

Whey oh

Too much yayo

Get some chips

Living in the present is like

Trying to sit on the very very head of a pin

Which is why we try to lose our heads

What ever the thing

But you can't run away from there's no place that far

Pinballing around to the rhythm

Hitting the points and bouncing straight back between flippers and in

People are so pleased that their plight

They are not the first to feel this not even tonight

Even

Even

Even

Even

Even

Even

Even

Even

Even

Even

Even

Ay why do I never learn

Monday Tuesday my head feeling hurt

Wednesday done doing death

Thursday Friday come do it again

Leave the ash on your cigarette and wait for it to fall

Feel the alleyway is full you wait for nothing at all

Smiling like he's loving a text

But he's watching his own Snapchat 'cause he's loving himself

He don't like pain but he must quite like hell

He don't like c*****e he just quite likes the smell

Crying's the weapon of the weak

Sadand Is the anger if you after getting nowhere

Whey oh

Too much yayo

Whey oh

Ay why do I never learn

Monday Tuesday my head feeling hurt

Wednesday done doing death

Thursday Friday come do it again

Whey oh

Too much yayo

Whey oh

Too much yayo

Like a little theatre show

That we used to make as kids of cardboard

When we were home

Looking down from in the gods as people go on below

Trapped inside the night club tiny little minds are alone

Lighting passing overhead which misses

Some and then finds them like

Their prison breaking from Alcatraz into their minds

Heavens say they sin just for fun

Of the seven deadly sins envy is the only not fun

Whey oh

Too much yayo

Whey oh

Too much yayo

I can be in you feeling show

That we used to make

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