Full Circle

A guilt free chicken shop day
Don't worry about it keep the change
You know what they say
It's always 5 o'clock somewhere
Somewhere round the way
Yea ok anyway
I was feeling parched after
So I sat myself down at the sports bar & grill
To watch Runny Nose Sullivan and his mate play pool
About a tenners worth on the side of the table
They're there for the long haul
So I carried on

My jeans were full of more holes than a racist's argument
So next stop's the high street
Or what's left of it
Topmans gone init so since then everyone's picked a side
JD for the tracksuit mafia
And Uniqlo for the Scandinavians
But me I'm Mr Blonde stuck in the middle with you
But we move forward
Because we're human beings
Be brave and believe or
Behave and die anyway
Choose

Answer's on a postcard
When is it ok to drive in the bus lane?
And what about those yellow boxes
Cause I'm a 160 quid down
And I can't work out if there's any consistency there
I suppose there's bigger problems to address
Such as the world heating up like a kettle
But the big stuff ain't my cup of tea
I try to stay in my lane
I'm not Greta
I'm not great
I was raised on McDonald's mate
And sometimes we'd get a free burger with our parking tickets
Come to think about it
I suppose that means things have now come full circle
I suppose
I'm lovin' it



Credits
Writer(s): Bruce Breakey, Simonas Kuzmickas
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