You're Brave

Sat around the bloke's house He liked me because I made some informed comment About the early history of his fuckin' country Big mirror Lumps of drugs His own private lift Shit pieces of art Matter-of-fact statements About how he's pickin' his kids up in two hours Twat, as if You're brave You're brave You're brave Yeah, ain't we all? Chain smoke your fags I ain't listening to you mate I ain't listening to fuck all I just wanked in your toilet Polish that you connoisseur I'm a connoisseur I've conned you, sir Nicked your biscuits Laughed with your mates Wanked in your toilet You fuckin' tit-rifle Yawn turn this wannabe inner-city yank shit off You're in the presence of toiletry From under the rim Drips the bleach thing Moo, horrible strands of brown waste, bland lace nut top You're brave You're brave You're brave I'm getting weird looks from his girlfriend What did she expect? The parlour's alright, it's a nice city But I'm tired, I'm wrecked, bored I've lived ten thousand lives More than these kids in wonderland When it turns black, Then the realization will change that party face You've got to change your friends Who love you long time like Chicken mix, large no salad open, times two I want a place like this, how do I get it? It's beautiful It's fuckin' ridiculous How'd you spell that? Chumbawamba weren't political They were just crap You're brave You're brave You're brave Oh, ain't we brave? Oh, ain't we brave? Oh, ain't we all just pissing in the flames? We all just pissing in the flames Oh, ain't we brave?