Lyrics

Let's set the scene I was just a wean Down the local social club Got a pack of crisps And a pick and mix It was just the usual shrub There's a load'a lads Lacoste must be bad All glared up big wide eyed Their fists put up Stella had been supped And they're leaning on rusty sides EVERYBODY'S ONIT Playing games of pool With an old bent cue In the corner of the club We're scouting about Observing shy Why's no one touched their grub? It's becoming clear There's a few in here Know more than they're letting on Outspoken views Ignoring the queues Outta' nowhere some lad shouts EVERYBODY'S ONIT EVERYBODY'S ONIT EVERYBODY'S ONIT So it brings us here To the current year No we're old and not so wise Thinking back to the days Those young obeys No familiar with lively lads Your accountant friend A banker so pretend And your best pal's mum and dad Some might say It's the shameful way Of the way we live today Some might say It's a shameful way Some might say It's a shame how they Some might say It's a shame today Some might say It's a shameful way Of the way we live today WHO'S 'AVIN IT? EVERYBODY'S ONIT EVERYBODY'S ONIT EVERYBODY'S ONIT
Writer(s): Joe Darnell, Mathew Bunnage Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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