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Wasting the weekend
Being wasted with mates
It's a waste of a weekend
We're a waste of space
Wasting the weekend
Being wasted with mates
It's a waste of a weekend
We're a waste of space
I feel awake, but I'm knackered
Switched on with sleepy eyes
Drank Guinness enough to be bladdered
Eyes the size of three mince pies
Have to rest the old legs, they're paggered
But I cannit stay still when I lie
F*cking hell, me pupils are massive
Gotta be sixteen mill wide
Spaceman, Spaceman, Spaceman
And he's coming down, down, down
Spaceman, Spaceman, Spaceman
And he's coming down, down, down
Pockets full on a Friday
No need for a payday load
Pockets null on a Sunday
Cold breeze takes me straight home
Back to graft on a Monday
Group message blows up my phone
Counting down all the dull days
Just want the weekend to come
Wasting the weekend
Being wasted with mates
It's a waste of a weekend
We're a waste of space
Wasting the weekend
Being wasted with mates
It's a waste of a weekend
We're a waste of space
There are ways to space
And it's not through rocket pills
I've tried to be a Spaceman
But I've only reached the rocks and hills
Time to find another vessel
Because this one is spent
Crashed and burned, melted metal
Turned all me punds into pence
Spaceman, Spaceman, Spaceman
And he's coming down, down, down
Spaceman, Spaceman, Spaceman
And he's coming down, down, down
Wasting the weekend
Being wasted with mates
It's a waste of a weekend
We're a waste of space
Wasting the weekend
Being wasted with mates
It's a waste of a weekend
We're a waste of space
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Wasting the weekend
Being wasted with mates
It's a waste of a weekend
We're a waste of space
Wasting the weekend
Being wasted with mates
It's a waste of a weekend
We're a waste of space
I feel awake, but I'm knackered
Switched on with sleepy eyes
Drank Guinness enough to be bladdered
Eyes the size of three mince pies
Have to rest the old legs, they're paggered
But I cannit stay still when I lie
F*cking hell, me pupils are massive
Gotta be sixteen mill wide
Spaceman, Spaceman, Spaceman
And he's coming down, down, down
Spaceman, Spaceman, Spaceman
And he's coming down, down, down
Pockets full on a Friday
No need for a payday load
Pockets null on a Sunday
Cold breeze takes me straight home
Back to graft on a Monday
Group message blows up my phone
Counting down all the dull days
Just want the weekend to come
Wasting the weekend
Being wasted with mates
It's a waste of a weekend
We're a waste of space
Wasting the weekend
Being wasted with mates
It's a waste of a weekend
We're a waste of space
There are ways to space
And it's not through rocket pills
I've tried to be a Spaceman
But I've only reached the rocks and hills
Time to find another vessel
Because this one is spent
Crashed and burned, melted metal
Turned all me punds into pence
Spaceman, Spaceman, Spaceman
And he's coming down, down, down
Spaceman, Spaceman, Spaceman
And he's coming down, down, down
Wasting the weekend
Being wasted with mates
It's a waste of a weekend
We're a waste of space
Wasting the weekend
Being wasted with mates
It's a waste of a weekend
We're a waste of space
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Writer: Philip Lawrence
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