Firecracker

Been told you're no good

That a job that you hate

Belongs in a special part of hell

It was a feeling I knew

More than I wanted to

Working in a Manchester business hotel

Rushing your plate to room 108

On New Year's Eve 2005

I gave two short knocks and you opened up

Not your standard business-hotel type

But sometimes your future is waiting for you

Behind a hotel room door

I'd spent twenty years not living my life

And that wasn't my life anymore

I saw your guitar case, asked if you played

You said, "No, that's where I keep my machine gun"

I used to tour with a banjo but ever since I switched

Nobody ever asks for a refund

You stand for the train, lean in to see

Hey, where you goin', do you smoke?

I couldn't believe this was happening to me

When you pulled out a joint from your coat

But sometimes your future is offered to you

Rolled up in a cigarette

I had spent twenty years not living my life

Right till that moment we met

And it was like a firecracker

Watched from a prison yard

Sitting in that hotel bedroom

Listening to you play guitar

Oh, it was like a firecracker

Oh, it was like a firecracker