The Irony of It All Songtext
von The Streets
The Irony of It All Songtext
Hello, hello
My name′s Terry and I'm a law abider
There′s nothing I like more than getting fired up on beer
And when the weekends here I exercise my right to get paralytic and fight
Good bloke fairly
But I get well lairy when geezers look at me funny
Bounce 'em round like bunnies
I'm likely to cause mischief
Good clean grief you must believe and I ain′t no thief
Law abiding and all, all legal And who cares about my liver when it feels good
What you need is some real manhood
Rasher rasher, Barney and Kasha putting peoples backs up
Public disorder, I′ll give you public disorder
I down eight pints and run all over the place
Spit in the face of an officer
See if that bothers ya
'Cause I never broke a law in my life
Someday I′m gonna settle down with a wife
Come on lads, lets have another fight (Eh, hello)
My name's Tim and I′m a criminal
In the eyes of society I need to be in jail
For the choice of herbs I inhale
This ain't no wholesale operation
Just a few eighths and some playstations′ my vocation
I pose a threat to the nation
And down the station the police hold no patience
Let's talk space and time
I like to get deep sometimes and think about Einstein
And Carl Young
And old kung fu movies I like to see
Pass the hydrator please
Yeah, I'm floating on thin air
Going to Amsterdam in the new year
Top gear there
′Cause I take pride in my hobby
Home made bongs using my engineering degree
Dear leaders, please legalise weed for these reasons
Like I was saying to him
I told him, "top with me and you won′t leave"
So I smacked him in the head and downed another carling
Bada bada bing for the lad's night
Mad fight, his face′s a sad sight
Vodka and snake bite
Going on like a right geez, he's a twat
Shouldn′t have looked at me like that
Anyway, I'm an upstanding citizen
If a war came along I′d be on the front line with 'em
Can't stand crime either them hooligans on heroin
Drugs and criminals, those thugs on the penny coloured will be the downfall of society
I′ve got all the anger pent up inside of me
You know I don′t see why I should be the criminal
How can something with no recorded fatalities be illegal?
And how many deaths are there per year from alcohol?
I just completed gran tourismo on the hardest setting
We pose no threat on my settee
Oh the pizza's here, will someone let him in please?
We didn′t order chicken
Not a problem we'll pick it out
I doubt they meant to mess us about
After all, we′re all adults not louts
As I was saying, we're friendly peaceful people
We′re not the ones out there causing trouble
We just sit in this hazy bubble with our quarters
Discussing how beautiful Gail Porter is
Mtv, bbc 2, channel 4 is on until six in the morning
Then at six in the morning the sun dawns and it's my bedtime
Causing trouble, your stinking rabble
Boys saying I'm the lad who′s spoiling it
You′re on drugs, it really bugs me when people try and tell me I'm a thug
Just for getting drunk
I like getting drunk
′Cause I'm an upstanding citizen
If a war came along I′d be on the front line with 'em
Now Terry you′re repeating yourself
But that's okay, drunk people can't help that
A chemical reaction inside your brain causes you to forget what you′re saying
What?
I know exactly what I′m saying!
I'm perfectly sane!
You stinking student lameo
Go get a job and stop robbing us of our taxes
Erm, well actually according to research
Government funding for further education pales in insignificance
When compared to how much they spend on repairing
Lairy drunk people at the weekend
In casualty wards all over the land
Why you cheeky little swine, come here
I′m gonna batter you. come here
My name′s Terry and I'm a law abider
There′s nothing I like more than getting fired up on beer
And when the weekends here I exercise my right to get paralytic and fight
Good bloke fairly
But I get well lairy when geezers look at me funny
Bounce 'em round like bunnies
I'm likely to cause mischief
Good clean grief you must believe and I ain′t no thief
Law abiding and all, all legal And who cares about my liver when it feels good
What you need is some real manhood
Rasher rasher, Barney and Kasha putting peoples backs up
Public disorder, I′ll give you public disorder
I down eight pints and run all over the place
Spit in the face of an officer
See if that bothers ya
'Cause I never broke a law in my life
Someday I′m gonna settle down with a wife
Come on lads, lets have another fight (Eh, hello)
My name's Tim and I′m a criminal
In the eyes of society I need to be in jail
For the choice of herbs I inhale
This ain't no wholesale operation
Just a few eighths and some playstations′ my vocation
I pose a threat to the nation
And down the station the police hold no patience
Let's talk space and time
I like to get deep sometimes and think about Einstein
And Carl Young
And old kung fu movies I like to see
Pass the hydrator please
Yeah, I'm floating on thin air
Going to Amsterdam in the new year
Top gear there
′Cause I take pride in my hobby
Home made bongs using my engineering degree
Dear leaders, please legalise weed for these reasons
Like I was saying to him
I told him, "top with me and you won′t leave"
So I smacked him in the head and downed another carling
Bada bada bing for the lad's night
Mad fight, his face′s a sad sight
Vodka and snake bite
Going on like a right geez, he's a twat
Shouldn′t have looked at me like that
Anyway, I'm an upstanding citizen
If a war came along I′d be on the front line with 'em
Can't stand crime either them hooligans on heroin
Drugs and criminals, those thugs on the penny coloured will be the downfall of society
I′ve got all the anger pent up inside of me
You know I don′t see why I should be the criminal
How can something with no recorded fatalities be illegal?
And how many deaths are there per year from alcohol?
I just completed gran tourismo on the hardest setting
We pose no threat on my settee
Oh the pizza's here, will someone let him in please?
We didn′t order chicken
Not a problem we'll pick it out
I doubt they meant to mess us about
After all, we′re all adults not louts
As I was saying, we're friendly peaceful people
We′re not the ones out there causing trouble
We just sit in this hazy bubble with our quarters
Discussing how beautiful Gail Porter is
Mtv, bbc 2, channel 4 is on until six in the morning
Then at six in the morning the sun dawns and it's my bedtime
Causing trouble, your stinking rabble
Boys saying I'm the lad who′s spoiling it
You′re on drugs, it really bugs me when people try and tell me I'm a thug
Just for getting drunk
I like getting drunk
′Cause I'm an upstanding citizen
If a war came along I′d be on the front line with 'em
Now Terry you′re repeating yourself
But that's okay, drunk people can't help that
A chemical reaction inside your brain causes you to forget what you′re saying
What?
I know exactly what I′m saying!
I'm perfectly sane!
You stinking student lameo
Go get a job and stop robbing us of our taxes
Erm, well actually according to research
Government funding for further education pales in insignificance
When compared to how much they spend on repairing
Lairy drunk people at the weekend
In casualty wards all over the land
Why you cheeky little swine, come here
I′m gonna batter you. come here
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