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Out For The Night Video (MV)




Performed By: jim dollard
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: James Dollard




jim dollard - Out For The Night Lyrics




Yeah, yeah
Here we go - take 4

It's that time of the week I clocked off work and
I'm about to blow the bag out of it, can't stand
All the f*cking shite I've had to listen to day in
And out at all me lunch breaks on the site surrounded
By a load bums that run their mouths brown's
All I hear and now I've had it thank f*cking God it's the weekend
Gonna' hit the boys up leaving
All that bullshit off this evening's
Only for one thing - that's the beer y'know yourself
Straight into the offi get a slab of Carling
Fresh fade up out of Grafton and I'm good to go
One last stop off at the house to get changed
Fresh new jeans, Max 95s, North Face on me t-shirt look twice
At the cuz lookin' fresh to death with no wife
And too right I'm gonna get me hole it's my night
Over to one of the boys houses to sip baws-baws
Feel the pressure in me brain subside nauseous
Drowned out by the Bluetooth speaker playing tunes
'Nother can, now I'm feeling I gotta' get out the room
For a fag, rush of Nicotine, Silk Cut Blue
Not a smoker on the regular but can't do
Without smoking when I drink it's nature nurture
It's a habit it's a routine, drowning in White Noise and I'll soon be
Calling up me man for a bag of blow
Sort me out on tic I'm good for it ya' know
And it's a cycle every week rather drown in snow
Instead of facing problems I sing

Out for the night, coked out me head
Knocking back pints like I'm f*cking possessed
Town with the boys, nobody else
Get another bag then head back for the sesh'

Out for the night, coked out me head
Knocking back pints like I'm f*cking possessed
Town with the boys, nobody else
Get another bag then head back for the sesh'

In a taxi with the boys heading town as me nose bleeds
Cracking jokes with all the boys take the piss out the poor eejit
That's driving rip the piss out em' bending the chaps ear
Drop a penny, stumble out, run off, f*ck em' the foreign freak
F*ck that queuing shit head right the front line
Davy me aul' friends bouncings here: "What's the story kid?"
"Not much the boys just landed"
And we'll order double shots 'til they kick us out
Amongst the crowd, got lost amid me deep haze
Spot a fine thing, pretty bitch and she's looking at me
Said she wants the purple punisher between her legs need a bump now
Feel I'm fading me lights are low, where the f*ck the boys go?
Just a minute a go they were here, what's the time? 25 to 3?
Trippin' balls I coulda' swore we only landed in here
Nightclubs closed but the sesh' hunts only begun
Got sorted with another bag and now we're looking for fun
Anywhere give a care less where, an apartment, a flat, give a rats
Get me back to the 'sesh, now I'm back feeling breasts
Doing lines off the arse off a slut I never met with the boys til' the sunrise

Everything will change with the sunrise
Everything I try escape at night comes to light
'Cause when I'm alone I can't bear to be with myself
So nights that I spend medicating myself are hopeless attempts
To block out blunt truth: "I don't know who the f*ck I am"
I got no goals, no passions, work a job I f*cking
Each day just drags on and on
That's my generation we can't process, deal with emotion
Holding my choices out in front of me like I could end it now
Go home kick the ground, the chair under my feet away
Hang from bows of the ceiling
Join my brothers looking down on me
Who couldn't relieve their pain
F*ck it I feel this pain everyday
The only choice I see is I could top meself
Or I can numb meself
I never knew meself
So I don't love meself
You wouldn't get it man
Might join me dead friends some day
Might drive me insane but for now man I'm

Out for the night, coked out me head
Knocking back pints like I'm f*cking possessed
Town with the boys, nobody else
Get another bag then head back for the sesh'

Out for the night, coked out me head
Knocking back pints like I'm f*cking possessed
Town with the boys, nobody else
Get another bag then head back for the sesh', ayy!
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English

Yeah, yeah
Here we go - take 4

It's that time of the week I clocked off work and
I'm about to blow the bag out of it, can't stand
All the f*cking shite I've had to listen to day in
And out at all me lunch breaks on the site surrounded
By a load bums that run their mouths brown's
All I hear and now I've had it thank f*cking God it's the weekend
Gonna' hit the boys up leaving
All that bullshit off this evening's
Only for one thing - that's the beer y'know yourself
Straight into the offi get a slab of Carling
Fresh fade up out of Grafton and I'm good to go
One last stop off at the house to get changed
Fresh new jeans, Max 95s, North Face on me t-shirt look twice
At the cuz lookin' fresh to death with no wife
And too right I'm gonna get me hole it's my night
Over to one of the boys houses to sip baws-baws
Feel the pressure in me brain subside nauseous
Drowned out by the Bluetooth speaker playing tunes
'Nother can, now I'm feeling I gotta' get out the room
For a fag, rush of Nicotine, Silk Cut Blue
Not a smoker on the regular but can't do
Without smoking when I drink it's nature nurture
It's a habit it's a routine, drowning in White Noise and I'll soon be
Calling up me man for a bag of blow
Sort me out on tic I'm good for it ya' know
And it's a cycle every week rather drown in snow
Instead of facing problems I sing

Out for the night, coked out me head
Knocking back pints like I'm f*cking possessed
Town with the boys, nobody else
Get another bag then head back for the sesh'

Out for the night, coked out me head
Knocking back pints like I'm f*cking possessed
Town with the boys, nobody else
Get another bag then head back for the sesh'

In a taxi with the boys heading town as me nose bleeds
Cracking jokes with all the boys take the piss out the poor eejit
That's driving rip the piss out em' bending the chaps ear
Drop a penny, stumble out, run off, f*ck em' the foreign freak
F*ck that queuing shit head right the front line
Davy me aul' friends bouncings here: "What's the story kid?"
"Not much the boys just landed"
And we'll order double shots 'til they kick us out
Amongst the crowd, got lost amid me deep haze
Spot a fine thing, pretty bitch and she's looking at me
Said she wants the purple punisher between her legs need a bump now
Feel I'm fading me lights are low, where the f*ck the boys go?
Just a minute a go they were here, what's the time? 25 to 3?
Trippin' balls I coulda' swore we only landed in here
Nightclubs closed but the sesh' hunts only begun
Got sorted with another bag and now we're looking for fun
Anywhere give a care less where, an apartment, a flat, give a rats
Get me back to the 'sesh, now I'm back feeling breasts
Doing lines off the arse off a slut I never met with the boys til' the sunrise

Everything will change with the sunrise
Everything I try escape at night comes to light
'Cause when I'm alone I can't bear to be with myself
So nights that I spend medicating myself are hopeless attempts
To block out blunt truth: "I don't know who the f*ck I am"
I got no goals, no passions, work a job I f*cking
Each day just drags on and on
That's my generation we can't process, deal with emotion
Holding my choices out in front of me like I could end it now
Go home kick the ground, the chair under my feet away
Hang from bows of the ceiling
Join my brothers looking down on me
Who couldn't relieve their pain
F*ck it I feel this pain everyday
The only choice I see is I could top meself
Or I can numb meself
I never knew meself
So I don't love meself
You wouldn't get it man
Might join me dead friends some day
Might drive me insane but for now man I'm

Out for the night, coked out me head
Knocking back pints like I'm f*cking possessed
Town with the boys, nobody else
Get another bag then head back for the sesh'

Out for the night, coked out me head
Knocking back pints like I'm f*cking possessed
Town with the boys, nobody else
Get another bag then head back for the sesh', ayy!
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Writer: James Dollard
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