First World Problems (No Ones Happy)
I don't know about you but I'm getting slightly peeved
Seems like I'm swimming up stream against the current it you like
Am I the only one getting sick of working my fingers to the bone just so
Some flash cunt can tell me it's okay
Twenty percent on your wage that's what they take
What do you get for that
Vote Tory you can count on me I won't waste your V A T
I can see your despair
It's killing me
I can feel your despair
Infecting me
I don't vote red white or blue mate
Because you're all the same to me
I don't queue up at polling stations
Because you're not picking your leader
You're just choosing a new jailer
But it's okay we're all pacified
Living that consumer dream
I don't download I only stream
My fucking tele's smarter than me
Don't you see
I can see your despair
It's killing me
I can feel your despair
Infecting me
They say that life's a one horse
Now I'm no betting man but I'd back you each way
Fifty to one so you ain't favourite
It's form that counts but you've got little of that
They say they say they say
But who the fuck are they
Living in magazines
Spouting this and that
You're better than that
I can see your despair
It's killing me
I can feel your despair
Infecting me
I can't think of anything worse
Than waking up to work in a factory
Spending all day working on one line
I bet those people don't smile
Then you see some people in the pub and they spend all weekend there
And you think how can you do that I can't
But if it comes to you being jealous of someone who spends all weekend in the pub
Then you're fucked mate
I can see your despair
It's killing me
I can feel your despair
Infecting me
I try to avoid public transport it brings me down
Everyone looking at their phone, iPads, texts, GPS, surfing on the go
Coughing, steamed up windows, broken seats and headlines that mean little to me
It's okay we're all nullified
We've got apps to download on the go
My mates got 4G I only got three
But I don't let it bother me
I can see your despair
It's killing me
I can feel your despair
Infecting me
I can see your despair
It's killing me
Seems like I'm swimming up stream against the current it you like
Am I the only one getting sick of working my fingers to the bone just so
Some flash cunt can tell me it's okay
Twenty percent on your wage that's what they take
What do you get for that
Vote Tory you can count on me I won't waste your V A T
I can see your despair
It's killing me
I can feel your despair
Infecting me
I don't vote red white or blue mate
Because you're all the same to me
I don't queue up at polling stations
Because you're not picking your leader
You're just choosing a new jailer
But it's okay we're all pacified
Living that consumer dream
I don't download I only stream
My fucking tele's smarter than me
Don't you see
I can see your despair
It's killing me
I can feel your despair
Infecting me
They say that life's a one horse
Now I'm no betting man but I'd back you each way
Fifty to one so you ain't favourite
It's form that counts but you've got little of that
They say they say they say
But who the fuck are they
Living in magazines
Spouting this and that
You're better than that
I can see your despair
It's killing me
I can feel your despair
Infecting me
I can't think of anything worse
Than waking up to work in a factory
Spending all day working on one line
I bet those people don't smile
Then you see some people in the pub and they spend all weekend there
And you think how can you do that I can't
But if it comes to you being jealous of someone who spends all weekend in the pub
Then you're fucked mate
I can see your despair
It's killing me
I can feel your despair
Infecting me
I try to avoid public transport it brings me down
Everyone looking at their phone, iPads, texts, GPS, surfing on the go
Coughing, steamed up windows, broken seats and headlines that mean little to me
It's okay we're all nullified
We've got apps to download on the go
My mates got 4G I only got three
But I don't let it bother me
I can see your despair
It's killing me
I can feel your despair
Infecting me
I can see your despair
It's killing me
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Writer(s): Sam Cunliffe
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