Jamie T - So Lonely Was The Ballad Lyrics
So Lonely Was The BalladSo lonely was the balladHarmonica man Sam was so knackered after jives of loveHe puts on the gloves and then puts on his hatThen its home to the missus who sits on his tongueSelfish sons with their packs of cigarettesForking out two take your girl with the ticketSometimes sane other times not with itStanding at the picket, man your hands they're freezingGirls with their pearls on the flex of MonroeHalf g blow Marilyn's gone locoNavaho... hi ho silver, Hey ho lets go dancing with the average JoesWho talk with their fists and argue with their friendsAlways take the piss but they're loyal in the endBut watch out cos they'll steal your girlfriendTake her round the back; she'll come back limpingGirls singing on the busFellas kicking up a fussCrying out sighs and they're still looking dangerousOh this is definitely all for youLiving life in the fast lane and I'llGive it up when you got no game oh wellOh this is definitely all for youSo remember when you choke theres a reason bein'We leavin' the town cos we ain't been believin'Blowin' up smoke from the lungs to the ceilingMakin' sure nightmares turn up in your dreamin'We all good, bounce this way, on the mike every dayHitting up the country ohGood time in the old cityWho listening and who wants more?Cos the girls singing on the busFellas kicking up a fussCrying out sighs and they're still looking dangerousOh this is definitely all for youLiving life in the fast lane and I'llGive it up when you got no game I said ohOh this is definitely all for you(Spoken Word)And how it was they noticed how the panic times subsided after listening to this tape, so we would appreciate your feedback. People who have panic attacks often feel that they should be able to deal with them and indeed the resources you need are already within you its just that sometimes the appropriate responses to a particular situation are not immediately accessibleSo some of them said you never made the cut and young son break away wanna be olderSober as a judge as the door slammed shut3 bags full and a yes for the no sirSay as you leave, "get up and go, go"Say "hello Showaddy waddy wa wo wo"There's never been a better way than getting right out of this town on Monday, MondayWell I still wear my old tap shoes, they fitYou and me looked twelve years old back when i was ten whilst boozy suzie got woozy with a hoozy, advantage takenIf i ever see again that chaperone get kicked in the teeth by street-done ToneWell her dress is ripped and her shoes are soakin'1 step, 3 back, drinking potionGirls singing on the busFellas kicking up a fussCrying out sighs and they're still looking dangerousOh this is definitely all for youLiving life in the fast lane and I'llGive it up when you got no game oh wellOh this is definitely all for you
