So Lonely Was the Ballad

So lonely was the ballad

Harmonica man Sam was so knackered

After jives of love

He puts on the gloves then puts on his hat

Then it's home to the missus who sits on his tongue

Selfish sons with their packs of cigarettes

Forking out two take your girl with the ticket

Some times same other times not with it

Standing at the picket man your hands they're freezing

Girls with their pearls on the flex of Monroe's

Half gee blow Marilyn's gone loco Navahoo

High ho silver hey ho let's go dancing with the average Joe's

Who talk with their fists and argue with their friends

Always take the piss but they're loyal in the end

Watch out 'cause they'll steal your girlfriend

Take her round the back and she'll come back limping

Girls singing on the bus fellas kicking up a fuss

Crying out sighs but they're still looking dangerous

Oh, this is definitely all for you

Living life in the fast lane

Give it up when you got no game

Oh, this is definitely all for you

So remember when you choke there is a reason being

We leaving the town haven't been believing

Blowing up smoke from the lung to the ceiling

Making sure nightmares turn up in your dreaming

We're all good as we bounce this way

On the mic everyday hitting up the country, oh

Good times in the old city

Who listening and who wants war

Girls singing on the bus fellas kicking up a fuss

Crying out sighs but they're still looking dangerous

Oh, this is definitely all for you

Living life in the fast lane

Give it up when you got no game

Oh, this is definitely all for you

Some of them said you never made the cut

Young son breakaway want to be older

Sober as a judge as the door slams shut

Three bags full and a yes for the no sir

Say as you leaving get up to go go

Say hello sha woddy woddy wa wo wo

There's never been a better way of getting right out of this town on Monday

I still wear up my old tap shoes they fit

You and me look twelve years old back when I was ten

Whilst boozy Suzi got woozy with a who's he advantage taking

If I ever see again that chaperone get kicked in the teeth

High street down town well the dress is ripped and her shoes are soaking

One step three back drinking potion

Girls singing on the bus fellas kicking up a fuss

Crying out sighs but they're still looking dangerous

Oh, this is definitely all for you

Living life in the fast lane

Give it up when you got no game

Oh, this is definitely all for you