Get Down

So it's Friday night
And work was shite
Surprise, surprise
But it's all good vibes
Gettin' ready to Stayin' Alive
Group chat's poppin' off
Kev can't make it
That's a shame
Says he's got a cough
Alexa, play Elton John (sorry)
Alexa, I didn't even fuckin' say it wrong
Julie's on her way down
On the way from London Town
Tracked her on Find My Friend
So I say "See you soon" and press send
Jumped in a cab
Checked my phone, keys, wallet
"It's this one here mate" I say
Feet to the kerb and I'm off like a rocket
I get high when I'm feelin' low
I go fast when I'm feelin' slow
I get down
I get down
I get down
I get down
Down
I get down
I get down
I get down
So we get to the bar and Charlie's working (Charlie!)
That's good, he's my favourite by far
He always sorts me out especially when he knows I'm skint
So we down two Mojitos, avoiding the mint
I stick a quid on the pool table to save my place
And these two blokes walk in, both off of their face
The more sober man approaches the taps and he says
"I'll have two Pornstars and some drinks to go with that"
Clickin' his fingers, wavin' his hands
Charlie shoots me a look urging me to bite my tongue
This time I'll oblige, let them have their fun
Just remember the night's still young
I get high when I'm feelin' low
I go fast when I'm feelin' slow
I get down
I get down
I get down
I get down
Down
I get down
I get down
I get down
I stay up 'cause I feel alright
I proceed 'til I see the light
I get down
I get down
I get down
I get down
Down
I get down
I get down
I get down
I get out of my head
All these things I swear I never said
I can't tell if I'm dead
Six of us 'round the table staring into the abyss
Is this what it's come to?
Is this really it?
5 a.m. and 5% and I don't dare look at my bank account
How the hell am I gonna pay my rent?
"Might have to hit the road soon fellas
Mother's Day tomorrow, don't wanna be a dick"
Stayin' Alive's just come on shuffle
I feel sick
Tryna call a cab but they won't answer
"Hey mate, have you ever heard this song called Tiny Dancer?"
I nod with a blank expression wishing I was anywhere but here
I take one last swig from a can but someone's ashed in the beer
I get high when I'm feelin' low
I go fast when I'm feelin' slow
I get down
I get down
I get down
I get down
Down
I get down
I get down
I get down
I stay up 'cause I feel alright
I proceed 'til I see the light
I get down
I get down
I get down
I get down
Down
I get down
I get down
I get down



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Wilson, Eddie Lewis, George Macdonald, Benjamin Beeham
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