Текст песни Growing Up - Trash Fashion

96 pubescent shades of summer
Made of 20/20 and Bacardi Breezer pavement pizzas
Will she be there, or will she stay in, cos
The thing is, I've got my towling Kangol top and brown corduroys on
I ain't got a phone and I'm pretty sure her mother absolutely hates me

You and me, and Britney
Pulp, The Verve, The Longpigs
Drink and fight with pool cues
Cos we were told, It's coming home

Dreaming up a big fat porky fibber
Down the port one pound non-lander
What could go wrong
Get on a fruit machine and sink a tenner
Fags for booze back then was legal tender
So let's knock 'em all back and then wait to chunder

You and me, and Britney Supergrass, Jamiroquai
Large it up in Fred Perry
Gaz and Dave, they were lovin' it

Growing up and listening to Blur
The soundtrack to Friday nights
Was when we ruled the world
With barf down our fronts yeah
Growing up, Oasis were Gods
It's like there could be no one else
And we didn't give a fuck
With barf down our fronts yeah

And usually in the middle of a song, there'd be a breakdown where Jarvis would talk
Kind of slowly about how things have changed
And they're never gonna be the same again
Maybe I'll see the girl I used to date when I was at school
And she'll be in the supermarket
Buying crisps or vegan ice cream

Growing up and listening to Blur
The soundtrack to Friday nights
Was when we ruled the world
With barf down our fronts yeah
Growing up, Oasis were Gods
It's like there could be no one else
And we didn't give a fuck
With barf down our fronts yeah