Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hard-Fi
Hard-Fi
Performer
Richard Archer
Richard Archer
Vocals
Kai Stephens
Kai Stephens
Bass Guitar
Steve Kemp
Steve Kemp
Drums
Ross Phillips
Ross Phillips
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Archer
Richard Archer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Richard Archer
Richard Archer
Producer
Wolsey White
Wolsey White
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It started off alright
We'd go out Friday night
And have a drink and do whatever made us feel alright
We'd stay out all weekend
Try taking everything
But never hurt no one
And so what, you only live once, I thought
Till I got bored
[Verse 2]
That weren't enough for you
You'd go out Monday too
And Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, till it all caught up with you
You're everyone's best friend
Long as they've got somethin'
I did not know you no more
Heartbreak, a sickness I can't see
Oh, oh, oh, no, no, no, no
[Verse 3]
Feltham is singing out
Feltham is singing out
Tonight a light's gone out
Twenty-one years old and out
Feltham is singing out
[Verse 4]
We all went out one night
You got us in a fight
You owed some money to a monkey who had seen you right
You sold your furniture
So you could pay him off
They cut the power, cut the phone, and you slept on the floor
[Verse 5]
You couldn't hold down a job
So then you had to rob
First from your mum, and then your friends, and then the local shops
But as a criminal
You're just no good at all
You got your collar felt
And – so dumb! – you thought about skippin' bail
Now you're in jail
[Verse 6]
Feltham is singing out
Feltham is singing out
Tonight a light's gone out
Twenty-one years old and out
Feltham is singing out
[Verse 7]
You don't like prison life
You loved to watch the sky
And you get beat and injured
End up throwing up all night
You could not take no more
So when they closed the door
Tore up your sheets, strung yourself up
And then you were no more, no more
[Verse 8]
Every day I, I, I see your face
As I walk on by past that awful place
Twenty-three hours in a cell
Each and every day just locked up, living hell
Living hell, living hell
[Verse 9]
Feltham is singing out
Feltham is singing out
Feltham is singing out
Written by: Richard Archer
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