Don't Like Going Places - The Manor

I like bein' there in a place that I know

Where everyone knows my name

I like knowin' where I stand, stickin' to a plan

And I don’t really like much change

I got a routine similar to Pauline Fowler’s

Know what I mean?

I like a chat with the neighbours, a flick through the papers

A snout and a nice cuppa' tea

Yeah I’m talkin' one pound twenty on a patty from Brenda

Youngers rollin' through the ends like Avengers

Drunk Delroy on an eight day bender

Might call Rezzy might go pick a benz up

I go past Watford I pack that passport

Ten years, same four pubs in my bar crawl

Same old row with Raj in the shops

He’s a West Ham boy I’m in love with the Arsenal

The grass ain’t greener, the puff ain’t either

Don’t kid yourself

Imma settle down with a bird from boots

You can keep your latino girls

'Cos i like what I know and I fear what I don’t

And I ain’t on my own

If I wanted an adventure I’d sit in my yard

Watch a bit of Game of Thrones

Don’t like

D-d-don't like

Going places

That I’ve never been before

Don’t like

D-d-don't like

Seen so many faces

That I’ve never seen before

I don’t like goin these raves off ends where nobody knows my name

'Cos I like to know where I stand on a night

'Cos if things don’t go my way

I might say

«I'm a bit of a boat down these bits

I could take that Richard that he’s with»

But I don’t, 'cos I know his mate’s sister

Bless her, she bought me a Boss shirt from Bicester

I wanna get served, not served up

Fuck going up town, that’s murder

If it’s cheap, then how can you knock it?

Go Beckenham, I don’t put me hand in me pocket

Stop it?

Never.

No chance.

None

I’ll be in bridge with me great grandson

And I ain’t got two more lines

But fuck it, the raves just done

Don’t like

D-d-don't like

Going places

That I’ve never been before

Don’t like

D-d-don't like

Seen so many faces

That I’ve never seen before

Born and bred Lewisham, Indigenous southerner

So when I go out, a bird knows what’s in front of her

I’ve always been a flash little son of a

Bitch, don’t say that «I know your kind» 'cos I’m one of a

Only a few round here

That’s proud that I live down here

Mate do I sound clear?

Can’t tell me Jack like Alice

My first love interest was Crystal Palace

Might go for a meal that’s not run of the mill

But then it’s straight back to my postcode

Don’t like travelling much I’m not Gulliver

Stay wrong side of the river with a couple of

Boats and Chevy’s

Chaps with comb-overs ready

Pubs with the coldest bevvies

Keep brick laying with your jackets and snapbacks

I’ll be down here cracking rackets in Rascasse

Don’t like

D-d-don't like

Going places

That I’ve never been before

Don’t like

D-d-don't like

Seen so many faces

That I’ve never seen before

Don’t like

D-d-don't like

Going places

That I’ve never been before

Don’t like

D-d-don't like

Seen so many faces

That I’ve never seen before