Small Town Lad Sentiments

Welcome to the breadline
Where we're counting two pence pieces, letters sent with red lines
But do they know the headlines?
Wongaloans maxed out right past the deadline
And I'll say that'll change on Monday, daydreaming past bedtime

And it's all too quick to hold true
That you'll move from getting stoned in your old room
To freezing your nuts off out in the gold queue

And I'm scared that I'll waste away
And I'll stay 'til my brain degrades
And I'll be that old pisshead saying I could have made it, mate

You know what these are
You know what these are
You know what these are
You know what these are

Small town lad sentiments
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends

So end your week in the shops
And getting off your trolley, two bottles of Glen's voddy
'Til fear the loss and then Monday try hide it from your boss

At your desk job, sat with no power
Yeah, I used to try and make the days go faster
With fag breaks, yeah, for half an hour
And we grew up being told that actions speak louder than words
But you need cash to act and I'm skint
Fractions speak louder than verbs

Yeah, and recently I've had a vicious inkling that my ship is sinking
In a place where typing out a CV is wishful thinking

You know what these are
You know what these are
You know what these are

Small town lad sentiments
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends

So when you're being bored as fuck
Great, you call your mate, go blaze two
Play tunes of US rap and grime that you love but can't relate to

And we're feeling depressed
We got told to stay in school, that's your secret to success
Fill a CV out and put it on their desk, are they fucking pressed?
And why'd you think that we'd give up, yeah, and act crazily slack?
We'd stream from the beaten track
And sign up for tours of duty in Iraq

Yeah, so you know what these are
Small town lad sentiments spoken 'til my pension ends
Told so that you'd go see sense again

You know what these are
You know what these are
You know what these are
You know what these are
You know what these are
You know what these are
You know what these are
You know what these are

Small town lad sentiments
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends

Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments

Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends
Small town lad sentiments
Spoken 'til my pension ends