Same Old Thing - The Streets

Yeah, street level

Oi, oi, yeah, that’s it, right there

'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level)

Same old thing every day (That's it, that’s it, that’s it)

Just gets played and replayed in different ways

(Yeah, oi, tune’s heavy)

'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level)

Same old thing every day (That's it, that’s it, that’s it)

Just gets played and replayed in different ways

(Yeah, oi, oi, right there)

Whose round is it?

Down that beer quick, smash my glass back down

Fall over the table, all rowdy and pissed

Seems the only difference between mid-week shit

And weekend is how loud I speak

And whether I try and pull a girlfriend

That’s it, who’s got dough?

Hey, you know I’d pay but I’m broke, only got coinage to show

Putting off walking home on my own to my throne

Two empty takeaways, ashtrays, the remains of the day stoned

Pick a bottle off the table, peel the label, tell a fable

Offer opinion for free and a solution to the latest big news story

«Football and Smut Daily» as I ponder winning the lottery

Buy a drink, chat to a lady, the girl’s well fit

Definitely, not maybe, she’s rude

I’d shag her and matey, right there

'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level)

Same old thing every day (That's it, that’s it, that’s it)

Just gets played and replayed in different ways

(Yeah, oi, oi, heavy, heavy)

'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level)

Same old thing every day (That's it, that’s it, that’s it)

Just gets played and replayed in different ways

(Yeah, oi, oi)

Can’t lounge in the boozer all day, got manoeuvres to make

Gotta see a man about a dog, can’t be late, I’m always late

Raining cats and fog but nice and dry in the Black Dog

Down it in one, my son

Can’t sit here, gotta run, things need done

If they don’t win this and the next one

They’re getting relegated to the third division

At street level, real people, same repeated sequel

Rock and roll, four to the floor

Like last night, yesterday morning

And the night before, and the night before

Apparently there’s a whole world out there somewhere

(It's right there)

I just don’t see it (Right there)

I just don’t see it (Oi, oi)

'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level)

Same old thing every day (That's it, that’s it, that’s it)

Just gets played and replayed in different ways

(Yeah, oi, street level)

'Round here, nothing seems to change (At street level)

Same old thing every day (That's it, that’s it, that’s it)

Just gets played and replayed in different ways

(Yeah, oi, oi, heavy, heavy)

Lock the door on your way out