Steve’s Going to London

Steve's going to London Shaun's stuck in a suit Tom sleeps on his best friend's lawn Like every other afternoon Steve's going to London Dan peed in the pool Tom fell for his best friend's mom But what the hell you gonna do? Hey-hey, look around, look around Wouldn't it be nice for someone to miss ya? Hey-hey, funny how all the things That you used to like, now they depress ya Well, you try to find some meaning in your life before you're gone (ooh) There's a song that don't mean anything at all (ooh) And it sounds like Steve's going to London Shaun's stuck in a suit Tom sleeps on his best friend's lawn Like every other afternoon Steve's going to London (ah-ah-ah-ah) Dan peed in the pool (ah-ah-ah-ah) Tom fell for his best friend's mom But what the hell you gonna What the hell you gonna do? (Hey, hey, hey, hey; do-do-do-do-do-do) (Hey, hey, hey, hey; do-do-do-do-do-do) (Hey, hey, hey, hey; do-do-do-do-do-do) Hey-hey, look around, look around Wouldn't it be nice to see me on TV? I'd dress to the nines with a smile And you'd probably think that that was the real me While you try to find some meaning in your life before you die (ooh) Here's a bunch of random shit to waste your time (ooh) And it sounds like Steve's going to London (ah-ah-ah-ah) Shaun's stuck in a suit (ah-ah-ah-ah) Tom sleeps on his best friend's lawn Like every other afternoon (every other afternoon) Steve's going to London (ah-ah-ah-ah) Dan peed in the pool (ah-ah-ah-ah) Tom fell for his best friend's mom But what the hell you gonna What the hell you gonna do? What the hell you gonna do? (Hey, hey, hey, hey; do-do-do-do-do-do) (Hey, hey, hey, hey; do-do-do-do-do-do) (Hey, hey, hey, hey; do-do-do-do-do-do) You, you'll make this rather snappy, won't you? Ah-ah-ah (hey) Ah-ah-ah I try hard to write a cool song So I start with something simple like trying to put my shoes on Now something kinda clicked 'cause you relate a bit But no one's gonna care about a shoe song I try hard to write a cool song But I gotta make it matter, so maybe I'll throw the news on Could I relate the shoes to 2022 Or maybe an election down in Tucson? I try throwing something cool on So I'm listening to Kendrick and playing the swimming pool song But why did I do that? 'Cause now I hate my track I'm quite aware I'll never write a cool song But who really needs a cool song? There's so many better melodies, why do you need a new one? So stop writing a song about writing a song You're losing their attention, buddy, move on Steve's going to London (what the hell?) Shaun's stuck in a suit Tom sleeps on his best friend's lawn Like every other afternoon (every other afternoon) Steve's going to London (ah-ah-ah-ah) Dan peed in the pool (ah-ah-ah-ah) Tom fell for his best friend's mom But what the hell you gonna What the hell you gonna do? What the hell you gonna do? (Hey, hey, hey, hey) (Hey, hey, hey, hey) (Hey, hey, hey, hey) What the hell you gonna do? Steve's going to London (oh-oh-oh-oh) Steve's going to London (oh-oh-oh-oh) Steve's going to London Steve's going to London (let's go, let's go) Steve's going to London Steve's going to London (I know, I know, I know) Steve's going to London Steve's going to London Steve's going to London Steve's going to London Steve's going to London