Yer Old

Hide away boys, you're no longer in favour
You're yesterday's news and no longer the flavour
You washing my mouth, now you shining my shoes
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't need me the paper to read me the news
Oh no!
Yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old
Yeah!
Yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old
Speak ill of my boys and I'll take you to pieces
So come face to face if you think I don't mean it
You're swanning about like you're nobody's fool
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You've shown me the place but I don't want to go
Oh no!
Yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old
Yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old
Ah, yeah, alright
Come on, sing it
So what you gonna do?
I wish you would come and tell me
So what you gonna do?
You the problem, now you solve it
So what you gonna do?
I'm the judge and your opinion
So what you gonna do?
Hide away boys, you're no longer in favour
You're yesterday's news and no longer the flavour, yeah
Yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old, yeah
Yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old
Live with me!
Yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old, yeah
Yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old
Now hear me
It were the easiest day of my life
It were the easiest day of my life
Ha ha ha



Credits
Writer(s): Kenwyn John House, Gary Paul Stringer, Dominic Joseph Greensmith, Jack Bessant
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