On the Back Burner

Alright, have you seen those lads? There's a brand-new band in town They're alright, but they're not that good, you know what the hype's about See me, I could've made it big I mean, I really could've been someone I got a mate named Dave who moved to Spain He could've had me on Radio one I'm tellin' ya See me, I could've made it big But you live with the choice you choose The signal's shit, but I'll show you later Nearly got me a million views He had to call it quits 'cause he had two kids So the dream went on a back burner And everybody round here's got a cousin or a mate Who's best friends with Alex Turner I'm tellin' ya Don't believe the hype I'm a local hero at the open mic I got songs that I've written, me send But there ain't many here, and I need more beer Come, and watch me at half past ten 'Cause they all go mad for the songs I sing They all know that I should've took off But when he gets on stage, and he starts to play It's guaranteed that they'll all fuck off I'm tellin' ya Don't believe the hype Don't believe the hype