Now That I'm Boring

You cannot gossip now you are sat home by yourself
This town's old women are drinking tea and nothing else
Now I'm rather boring that I have dialed the 'arsehole' down
My girlfriend is snoring
Seems she preferred the wreckless clown
Cheer up it's not at all like we've been taught
Your tv lies on the whole
We love the rain and the cold

Your nissan bluebird makes me car sick inexplicably and these new trainers
I run in will be the death of me, that city boy is a tight-arse
Just leave those homeless damp and grey
I know the sun aint the reason there's all those tramps out in LA
Chear up it's not quite as bad as you thought
Your neighbours whine and they moan they love the rain and the cold



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Writer(s): Warm Brains
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