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Get Out Of My House - текст песни



Get Out Of My House


Go, get out of my house


Please


And actually give me back my keys


But


I'll be proper angry


If


You're not back later on your knees








Look, if I'm talking to you you shouldn't be gawping in thin air


You're so selfish but what about us, as in pair?


I needed you to come over man, I needed you to be near


I'm about to do something crazy; you'll regret this, I swear


This one time I really needed you to head over mine where


I was throwing up all morning it was all in my hair


Then because I was so dizzy I almost fell down the stairs


Like you always do, you know, you just don't fucking care














Look, come on, calm down, it wasn't all totally like that


You're over-reacting just a bit, maybe we can sit down and chat?


It's just you know I had stuff to do, you know, this and that


Maybe it wasn't so important as you being in the sack


But I had to sort out my pills man, I needed to stock up my stash


I couldn't do it any other day, I had to do it then, quick, snap


And you didn't want me there last Sat so I left you on your jack


And this Saturday I thought it was the same deal as last Sat at your gaff











You don't care about my broken TV


I sit on my sofa all day smoking weed


I never phoned that bloke from the TV company


So please don't be like this, please please please





Actually now I think about it, what am I guilty about?


I felt like I was in the wrong, I felt like I was the lout


Oi, this is what happened last Saturday now, I think I remember now


You were ill last Saturday and two weeks before that little bout


You know I need that medication for my epilepsy now


Or I run the risk of having a fit, you know I can't go without


So when you being in bed is because last night you got pissed


It's you that's being selfish, it's you that don't give a shit





I'm gone, I'll get out your house


Then


I'll never be back again


But


I'll still be 'cieving when


You


Text me to make up and be friends





So there you go


Eh?


Don't try and gimme that shit, right?


'Cos, d'you know what I mean?


You're not exactly...fuckin'..y'know..d'you know what I mean?


It don't really matter anymore, d'you know what I mean?


It's hard enough to remember my opinions without remembering my reasons for them


You're confusing me now


I'm not gonna give you an example


I can't remember an example


You do it all the time


You know, that thing that you do


I...look, I can't remember when you last did it can I?


I'm gone anyway


I'm never gonna darken your towers again, I'll tell you that


And that thing about Femme Fatale yeah?


She's fit, and she's fitter than you anyway


I like her, d'you know what I mean?


I'm never gonna meet her


So before you get these jealous...I like her, y'know





You can turn that off



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