The Rosadocs - No.54 Lyrics

I catch the train to just past yours
So I can walk the same way to catch my thoughts
I heard you text and then I heard you call
I used my mega rider cos I know your sort
The bus was late but then so were they
I guess I'll let em off cos their just my mates

And yeah, they tell me a million times
To shut up moaning
To enjoy the ride
But we are, from the rough estates
And who actually cares
When you've got your mates

The walk home after from the night before
You're all alone and your heads rate sore
Stumbling past the 24 hour
I'll nip into buy some more cherry sourz
I tell myself I'll never do it again
But I know I'll see the same road next weekend

And yeah, they tell me a million times
To shut up moaning
To enjoy the ride
But we are, from the rough estates
And who actually cares
When you've got your mates

You spend the night on the fruit machine
Emptying your coat pockets and your jeans
Take what you've got or you can gamble it all
And fine I'll stay out with you after all
And yes, oh you could stay out late
But you know full well that you'll get in a state
And sitting in the corner where you're at
Don't take advice from the bloke in the bucket hat
Oh no