The 1st New song ive written this Year, not sure if it's ripping anything off...
Last Tango in Bulwell
Its a sad set of sate of afairs
its your future but you dont care
Ive known you since we both wore flares
And swore at teachers for a dare
Look at you now
Down on your knees
Begging bowl please
Look at you now
On the street of the Merchants
Infested with flees
Theres a shithead, lives above the Framesmiths
Spits on schoolgirls walking by
He took his crew up to crabtree
their beating was quite justified
Ive seen you down near budget wise
picking cigarette butts off the floor
with the tears streaming from your eyes
you cant be bothered but you want more
Look at you now
Asking for change
and soaked by the rain
Look at you now
With your waisted brain
and life down the drain
Now for the very last Tango in Bulwell
Time to pack our things and go
And if by any chance we meet again
Im not sure i'd want to know
