Battery in Your Leg Me, White Noise

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Battery in Your Leg

This is a ballad for the good times

So put a battery in your leg

Put a rock beat over anything

Get it stuck there in your head

You can be with me

I got nothing to rely on

I've broken every bone

Everybody's stopped believing

But you know you're not alone

You can be with me

This is a ballad for the good times

And all the dignity we had

Don't get het up on the evil things

You ain't coming back

You can be with me

If you want to be

You can be with me

Me, White Noise

You're a little mug ya little tart

No education

Everybody comes in and out the room

They're out the room, they're in the room, they're out

That's right, no-one's hurt

You know they're not comin' in with a pair of marraccas are they?

Doin' a ****ing bit of marracca and stuff

Like, you know what I mean

Don't ya, you know, you know well what I mean

But I ain't moaning about it or complaining about it or anything like that

'Cos like that's what it is you know, you know and you kick a football

You kick a football, everybody kicks a football

I don't wanna rant and rave, yeah alright, at all, fair enough innit

Fair enough

And like you're going like "Sorry, sorry mate,"

You know you get down now, and you look at the wall

And what does the wall say to ya?

I ain't a mirror, **** off

That's the way it goes

It's true though innit?

Think about it

Don't stall man, I've got houses to build

And then you move, move, move, move

And you push, push, push, push

And you trip over yourself and you think to yourself

Why am I here?

I'm here because I've got no ****ing choice

And furthermore

Furthermore

You're boring! (Boring)

Boring!

You're boring! (Boring)

Boring!

You're boring! (Boring)

Boring!

You're boring! (Boring)

Boring!

Can we stop now?

Can we stop now?

Can we stop now?

Can we stop now?

Can we stop now?

Please?

Don't even know you're innocent

Mmm

'Salright

And there's a lot of snides out there

Wanting to have a little pop at your life

But they're wrong

Nah, they're just nasty

You know, I've lived all my friggin' life, right, trying to do it right

And like, it's impossible

I've got a gun you know, and I'd use it

I wouldn't, I wouldn't, ah, I wouldn't I can't get it out you know

What I mean, if I got a gun, I would use it

But maybe I would, but maybe I wouldn't

But this is it man, this ain't America for ****'s sake

All I wanna know is how people get in and I want them to get on

But I don't want everyone blowing each other off

If I had a bomb, I wouldn't blow up no-one up

That's the way I feel, you know on the underground train

You get on an underground train

You get on an underground train

Off you go

Zhoom, you're in Holborn

Bosh, you're in Covent Garden

Bosh, you get out, everybody's alright

Everybody's alright

No-one does that much to each other

And then you move, move, move, move

And you push, push, push, push

And you trip over yourself and you think to yourself

Why am I here?

I'm here because I've got no ****ing choice