Oh aye you're a good lad

Here is a pound note

The stupid bitch

They were made for each other







You should have met his brother

His mother was deaf and dumb







Well that stupid get

Played games with names

Of the place he'd worked

Of the women he tupped







He thought he were envy of the music scene

Part of the choosy scene

Envy of the music scene







Here comes long hair for the fair

No pay just take on the way

Those bastards stripped me bare

In front of all those people







Spat peanuts in my hair

And all the leaves are brown







And be part of the music scene

Envy of the choosy scene

Part of the music scene







And aye you're a good lad

Oh here is a new flat

That stupid twat

Made for each other







You should have met his brothers

Real [fuckers]

That stupid kid

Played games with names

All the gigs he'd worked

And the women he'd fucked







He was part of the music scene

Envy of the choosy set

Part of the music scene







Leave a mark on the city

I'll smash your doors down

Become a demolition worker

A metal construction worker







And behind our conscious minds

Our affections are turning grey







Yeah, we're part of the music scene

Envy of the choosy scene

Part of the music scene







Part of the music scene

Part of the choosy scene







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6:40!







OK, studio, that's plenty