| Song | Empty Cans |
| Artist | The Streets |
| Album | A Grand Don't Come For Free |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Skinner | |
| If I want to sit in and drink super tennants in the day | |
| I will, No-ones going to ****ing tell me jack, | |
| But can you rely on anyone in this world? | |
| No you cant; its not my fault theres wall to wall empty cans | |
| Everyone wanted this to all go wrong for me from the start, | |
| Its ****ed up that a mans life can just be attacked, | |
| Watching this morning with a beer is much better relying on, | |
| Unknown cunts for mates i was given that don't have my back. | |
| Scott texted me to say he'd have a look at the | |
| TV for me, | |
| But i layed it down telling him to **** right off chap. | |
| Phoned this company out the yellow pages; | |
| Told them to take away the | |
| TV and fix it quick snap. | |
| The next day they took away the | |
| TV and told me they'd repair the little bit, | |
| Thats broken round on the back. | |
| I thought that would be that but the next bit was on top, | |
| This was where it all started to get a bit out of hand. | |
| No-one gives a crap about | |
| Mike; Thats why i'm acting nasty. | |
| You know what you can do with your life; | |
| Introduce it up your jacksie. | |
| Coz No-one gives a crap about | |
| Mike; Thats why i'm acting nasty. | |
| You know what you can do with your life; | |
| Introduce it up your jacksie. | |
| The TV man comes back later, knocks on mine, | |
| To say he's found something in the back of the | |
| TV, I'm looking at it absolutely speechless, | |
| Cant quite believe he's trying to pull this ****ing stunt on me. | |
| I knew it was a simple case of the power supply gone on the back, | |
| But he's trying to tap me up for more money. | |
| He says its not like that and im like **** off and die, | |
| And stick up my two fingers and one more to make three. | |
| He says dont talk to me like that, and i don't understand, | |
| Face is in his face and i tell him i understand perfectly. | |
| And he grabs my shirt and i grab his face with my hand, | |
| So he brings his fist up and twats me a good one on my cheek. | |
| Now im trying to pull his head down so i can knee it, | |
| But he's got my ear; he's twisting it round so much that its really hurting me. | |
| And we both go down on the floor, and he pushes my head back; | |
| Onto the corner of the fridge which is total agony. | |
| Then he gets up and runs out the kitchen, and out of the door, | |
| Shouting stuff to me, slams the door shoutin' at me. | |
| So here i am in my house, drinking on my own settee; | |
| Everyones a cunt in this life, no-one's there for me. | |
| No-one gives a crap about | |
| Mike; Thats why i'm acting nasty. | |
| You know what you can do with your life; | |
| Introduce it up your jacksie. | |
| Coz No-one gives a crap about | |
| Mike; Thats why i'm acting nasty. | |
| You know what you can do with your life; | |
| Introduce it up your jacksie. [break] | |
| If I want to sit in and drink super tennants in the day | |
| I will, No-ones going to ****ing tell me jack, | |
| But can you rely on anyone in this world? | |
| No you cant; its all my fault theres wall to wall empty cans. | |
| I sat in the kitchen all ****ed off, | |
| Imagining over and over what they're all doing behind my back. | |
| Dodgy things going on, actions i regretted, | |
| Stain bottle with a pipe and tin foil on the matt. | |
| Scott texted me telling me he'll have a look at the | |
| TV for me, | |
| And I Felt like just telling him to **** right off chap. | |
| But what he said about wanting to do the right thing by both mates, | |
| And then opting to stay out - it seemed to match. | |
| But i's told him he could make it up by fixing the | |
| TV, He said thats the least he could do to square things flat. | |
| I thought that would be that but then the next bit was mad, | |
| This is where everything started to all turn back. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| He had to unscrew about fifteen screws before he could pull the panel off the back, | |
| To get in the fecking thing; | |
| But just as he did so, he said he saw something, | |
| That slipped inside behind the panel - down the back of it. | |
| Must have been some leaflets or a bill maybe, | |
| I didn't want to lose the bill incase it was a final warning. | |
| So we both treid to get the back off and work out if there was any more screws to get out, | |
| Or if we left any in. | |
| And when he looked down the back of the | |
| TV, his eyes just froze, | |
| Before he rammed his hand in saying, no shit. | |
| He's looking at me absolutely speechless, he can't quite believe what hes trying to pull out the slip. | |
| I get up wondering what he's smiling about, he's shaking his head at this point, | |
| With the biggest of grins; | |
| I look down the back of the | |
| TV and thats where it was, in all its glory - my thousand quid. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| About 2 this afternoon the last of the people left my house, | |
| Coz they never stop chattin' til all the rackets gone. | |
| I really feel like things clicked into place at some point, | |
| Or maybe its the fact that me and | |
| Alison really got on. | |
| Or maybe its that i realised that it is true; | |
| No-ones really there fighting for you in the last garison. | |
| No-one except yourself that is, no-one except you. | |
| You are the one who's got your back 'til the last deeds done. | |
| Scott can't have my back til the absolute end, | |
| Coz hes got to look out for what over his horizon. | |
| He's gotta to make sure he's not lonely, not broke. | |
| It's enough to worry about keeping his own head above. | |
| I shut the door behind me, huddled up in my coat, | |
| Condensation floating off my breath, squinted out the sun. | |
| My jeans feel a bit tight, think i washed them a bit too high; | |
| I was gonna be late, so i picked up my pace to run. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. |
| zuo ci : Skinner | |
| If I want to sit in and drink super tennants in the day | |
| I will, Noones going to ing tell me jack, | |
| But can you rely on anyone in this world? | |
| No you cant its not my fault theres wall to wall empty cans | |
| Everyone wanted this to all go wrong for me from the start, | |
| Its ed up that a mans life can just be attacked, | |
| Watching this morning with a beer is much better relying on, | |
| Unknown cunts for mates i was given that don' t have my back. | |
| Scott texted me to say he' d have a look at the | |
| TV for me, | |
| But i layed it down telling him to right off chap. | |
| Phoned this company out the yellow pages | |
| Told them to take away the | |
| TV and fix it quick snap. | |
| The next day they took away the | |
| TV and told me they' d repair the little bit, | |
| Thats broken round on the back. | |
| I thought that would be that but the next bit was on top, | |
| This was where it all started to get a bit out of hand. | |
| Noone gives a crap about | |
| Mike Thats why i' m acting nasty. | |
| You know what you can do with your life | |
| Introduce it up your jacksie. | |
| Coz Noone gives a crap about | |
| Mike Thats why i' m acting nasty. | |
| You know what you can do with your life | |
| Introduce it up your jacksie. | |
| The TV man comes back later, knocks on mine, | |
| To say he' s found something in the back of the | |
| TV, I' m looking at it absolutely speechless, | |
| Cant quite believe he' s trying to pull this ing stunt on me. | |
| I knew it was a simple case of the power supply gone on the back, | |
| But he' s trying to tap me up for more money. | |
| He says its not like that and im like off and die, | |
| And stick up my two fingers and one more to make three. | |
| He says dont talk to me like that, and i don' t understand, | |
| Face is in his face and i tell him i understand perfectly. | |
| And he grabs my shirt and i grab his face with my hand, | |
| So he brings his fist up and twats me a good one on my cheek. | |
| Now im trying to pull his head down so i can knee it, | |
| But he' s got my ear he' s twisting it round so much that its really hurting me. | |
| And we both go down on the floor, and he pushes my head back | |
| Onto the corner of the fridge which is total agony. | |
| Then he gets up and runs out the kitchen, and out of the door, | |
| Shouting stuff to me, slams the door shoutin' at me. | |
| So here i am in my house, drinking on my own settee | |
| Everyones a cunt in this life, noone' s there for me. | |
| Noone gives a crap about | |
| Mike Thats why i' m acting nasty. | |
| You know what you can do with your life | |
| Introduce it up your jacksie. | |
| Coz Noone gives a crap about | |
| Mike Thats why i' m acting nasty. | |
| You know what you can do with your life | |
| Introduce it up your jacksie. break | |
| If I want to sit in and drink super tennants in the day | |
| I will, Noones going to ing tell me jack, | |
| But can you rely on anyone in this world? | |
| No you cant its all my fault theres wall to wall empty cans. | |
| I sat in the kitchen all ed off, | |
| Imagining over and over what they' re all doing behind my back. | |
| Dodgy things going on, actions i regretted, | |
| Stain bottle with a pipe and tin foil on the matt. | |
| Scott texted me telling me he' ll have a look at the | |
| TV for me, | |
| And I Felt like just telling him to right off chap. | |
| But what he said about wanting to do the right thing by both mates, | |
| And then opting to stay out it seemed to match. | |
| But i' s told him he could make it up by fixing the | |
| TV, He said thats the least he could do to square things flat. | |
| I thought that would be that but then the next bit was mad, | |
| This is where everything started to all turn back. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| He had to unscrew about fifteen screws before he could pull the panel off the back, | |
| To get in the fecking thing | |
| But just as he did so, he said he saw something, | |
| That slipped inside behind the panel down the back of it. | |
| Must have been some leaflets or a bill maybe, | |
| I didn' t want to lose the bill incase it was a final warning. | |
| So we both treid to get the back off and work out if there was any more screws to get out, | |
| Or if we left any in. | |
| And when he looked down the back of the | |
| TV, his eyes just froze, | |
| Before he rammed his hand in saying, no shit. | |
| He' s looking at me absolutely speechless, he can' t quite believe what hes trying to pull out the slip. | |
| I get up wondering what he' s smiling about, he' s shaking his head at this point, | |
| With the biggest of grins | |
| I look down the back of the | |
| TV and thats where it was, in all its glory my thousand quid. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| About 2 this afternoon the last of the people left my house, | |
| Coz they never stop chattin' til all the rackets gone. | |
| I really feel like things clicked into place at some point, | |
| Or maybe its the fact that me and | |
| Alison really got on. | |
| Or maybe its that i realised that it is true | |
| Noones really there fighting for you in the last garison. | |
| Noone except yourself that is, noone except you. | |
| You are the one who' s got your back ' til the last deeds done. | |
| Scott can' t have my back til the absolute end, | |
| Coz hes got to look out for what over his horizon. | |
| He' s gotta to make sure he' s not lonely, not broke. | |
| It' s enough to worry about keeping his own head above. | |
| I shut the door behind me, huddled up in my coat, | |
| Condensation floating off my breath, squinted out the sun. | |
| My jeans feel a bit tight, think i washed them a bit too high | |
| I was gonna be late, so i picked up my pace to run. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. |
| zuò cí : Skinner | |
| If I want to sit in and drink super tennants in the day | |
| I will, Noones going to ing tell me jack, | |
| But can you rely on anyone in this world? | |
| No you cant its not my fault theres wall to wall empty cans | |
| Everyone wanted this to all go wrong for me from the start, | |
| Its ed up that a mans life can just be attacked, | |
| Watching this morning with a beer is much better relying on, | |
| Unknown cunts for mates i was given that don' t have my back. | |
| Scott texted me to say he' d have a look at the | |
| TV for me, | |
| But i layed it down telling him to right off chap. | |
| Phoned this company out the yellow pages | |
| Told them to take away the | |
| TV and fix it quick snap. | |
| The next day they took away the | |
| TV and told me they' d repair the little bit, | |
| Thats broken round on the back. | |
| I thought that would be that but the next bit was on top, | |
| This was where it all started to get a bit out of hand. | |
| Noone gives a crap about | |
| Mike Thats why i' m acting nasty. | |
| You know what you can do with your life | |
| Introduce it up your jacksie. | |
| Coz Noone gives a crap about | |
| Mike Thats why i' m acting nasty. | |
| You know what you can do with your life | |
| Introduce it up your jacksie. | |
| The TV man comes back later, knocks on mine, | |
| To say he' s found something in the back of the | |
| TV, I' m looking at it absolutely speechless, | |
| Cant quite believe he' s trying to pull this ing stunt on me. | |
| I knew it was a simple case of the power supply gone on the back, | |
| But he' s trying to tap me up for more money. | |
| He says its not like that and im like off and die, | |
| And stick up my two fingers and one more to make three. | |
| He says dont talk to me like that, and i don' t understand, | |
| Face is in his face and i tell him i understand perfectly. | |
| And he grabs my shirt and i grab his face with my hand, | |
| So he brings his fist up and twats me a good one on my cheek. | |
| Now im trying to pull his head down so i can knee it, | |
| But he' s got my ear he' s twisting it round so much that its really hurting me. | |
| And we both go down on the floor, and he pushes my head back | |
| Onto the corner of the fridge which is total agony. | |
| Then he gets up and runs out the kitchen, and out of the door, | |
| Shouting stuff to me, slams the door shoutin' at me. | |
| So here i am in my house, drinking on my own settee | |
| Everyones a cunt in this life, noone' s there for me. | |
| Noone gives a crap about | |
| Mike Thats why i' m acting nasty. | |
| You know what you can do with your life | |
| Introduce it up your jacksie. | |
| Coz Noone gives a crap about | |
| Mike Thats why i' m acting nasty. | |
| You know what you can do with your life | |
| Introduce it up your jacksie. break | |
| If I want to sit in and drink super tennants in the day | |
| I will, Noones going to ing tell me jack, | |
| But can you rely on anyone in this world? | |
| No you cant its all my fault theres wall to wall empty cans. | |
| I sat in the kitchen all ed off, | |
| Imagining over and over what they' re all doing behind my back. | |
| Dodgy things going on, actions i regretted, | |
| Stain bottle with a pipe and tin foil on the matt. | |
| Scott texted me telling me he' ll have a look at the | |
| TV for me, | |
| And I Felt like just telling him to right off chap. | |
| But what he said about wanting to do the right thing by both mates, | |
| And then opting to stay out it seemed to match. | |
| But i' s told him he could make it up by fixing the | |
| TV, He said thats the least he could do to square things flat. | |
| I thought that would be that but then the next bit was mad, | |
| This is where everything started to all turn back. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| He had to unscrew about fifteen screws before he could pull the panel off the back, | |
| To get in the fecking thing | |
| But just as he did so, he said he saw something, | |
| That slipped inside behind the panel down the back of it. | |
| Must have been some leaflets or a bill maybe, | |
| I didn' t want to lose the bill incase it was a final warning. | |
| So we both treid to get the back off and work out if there was any more screws to get out, | |
| Or if we left any in. | |
| And when he looked down the back of the | |
| TV, his eyes just froze, | |
| Before he rammed his hand in saying, no shit. | |
| He' s looking at me absolutely speechless, he can' t quite believe what hes trying to pull out the slip. | |
| I get up wondering what he' s smiling about, he' s shaking his head at this point, | |
| With the biggest of grins | |
| I look down the back of the | |
| TV and thats where it was, in all its glory my thousand quid. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| About 2 this afternoon the last of the people left my house, | |
| Coz they never stop chattin' til all the rackets gone. | |
| I really feel like things clicked into place at some point, | |
| Or maybe its the fact that me and | |
| Alison really got on. | |
| Or maybe its that i realised that it is true | |
| Noones really there fighting for you in the last garison. | |
| Noone except yourself that is, noone except you. | |
| You are the one who' s got your back ' til the last deeds done. | |
| Scott can' t have my back til the absolute end, | |
| Coz hes got to look out for what over his horizon. | |
| He' s gotta to make sure he' s not lonely, not broke. | |
| It' s enough to worry about keeping his own head above. | |
| I shut the door behind me, huddled up in my coat, | |
| Condensation floating off my breath, squinted out the sun. | |
| My jeans feel a bit tight, think i washed them a bit too high | |
| I was gonna be late, so i picked up my pace to run. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. | |
| The end of the something i did not want to end, | |
| Begining of hard times to come. | |
| But something that was not meant to be is done, | |
| And this is the start of what was. |