Nerve

They're gonna fire you in the morning
If you don't get right
All our souvenirs of glory
In a big blue pile
Why don't you finish what you started?
Let your new friends stay
For a night or for forever
And see if I care

Preachers glide along the pavement
Into restaurants and bars
Traders slink into the warehouse
To go and get the jerk in charge
Feather bedding for a centrefold
From up there alone
There's a little piece of paper

What did you just call me?
Where'd you get the nerve?
I'm sorry, I guess I'll never learn

These kinds of things, they happen all the time
There's no use in taking it to heart
There's a lifetime yawning out ahead
Come home and show me who you really are

What did you just call me?
Where'd you get the nerve?
I'm sorry I guess I'll never learn

Where'd you get the nerve?
I guess I'll never learn
Where'd you get the nerve?
I guess I'll never learn



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Howarth, Christopher Bailey, Andrew Harrison, Kasper Sandstrom
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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