"Get A Rope"

From the streets of Aberdeen to the Brighton scene
There's something going wrong
From the woolacomb shore to the tots dance floor
They all shout "what's going on?"

You promised us a country fit for a queen
But the queen doesn't have to pay
You promised us a future bright and clean
For a vote on electionday

Is there no-one left to shout?
There's some people round here need sorting out
'Coz for you there's just no hope

Get a rope, get a rope

Sitting warm and snug on your council seat
In comfy shoes and tweed
With your rules and regs wrapped nice and neat
Deciding what my kids can't read

We're sick and tired of your liberal views
What's politically correct?
Come judgement day, I'll be trying the noose
And slipping it around your neck

Can't you hear me shout?
There are a lot of people like me about
But for you there's just no hope

Get a rope, get a rope

We want to make life one big joyride
But the roadblocks get in the way
We want to fly off the Spanish seaside
But the plane's always delayed

We want to sing songs on radio 1
but the BBC says "no!"
We want to do deals on a mobile phone
and have something left to show

Is there no-one left to say?
There's some people round here need blowing away
'Coz for you there's just no hope

Get a rope, get a rope
Get a rope, get a rope
Get a rope, get a rope

"Because You're Young"

Because you're young, sharp as a knife
You need that buzz to come alive
Out on the edge, out on the town
You ain't got time to settle down
You're always sure, you're always right
You see it all in black and white
You never listen to anyone
Because you're young

Because you're young, you're torn between
A world of hate and a world of dreams
So much to lose, so much to gain
So much to fight for, so much to change
You don't look back, you don't look down
You gotta turn everything around
You live your life like a loaded gun
Because you're young

Stop talking back, get off the phone
You're late again, you missed the last bus home
This ain't the way you wanna live
I know something's got to give
You're always sure, you're always right
You see it all in black and white
You never listen to anyone
Because you're young

"I Fit Central Heating (Working Part 2)"

I fit central heating, I have done it now for years
I have got all the know how I have got all the gear
I used to earn my money working on a building site
Now Im pulling up the floorboards, soldering up the pipes
And those housewifes they just cant get enough

They tell me

Do it, do it one more time, please
Bang it on the wall, skrew it to the floor
Do it, do it one more time, please
Let me see you do it in the mirror wardrobe door

They make me cups of coffe, they make me pots of tea
They make me chicken sandwiches, they do anything for me
And when im in the bedroom and Im fixing up the rad,
I see all the naughty toys underneath the bed
And those housewifes they just cant get enough

They tell me

Do it, do it one more time, please
Bang it on the wall, skrew it to the floor
Do it, do it one more time, please
Let me see you do it in the mirror wardrobe door

They live their lives under surburban skies
Their old man works in suits and ties
They think they have got it all, but they get such a suprise
when they see my wad they cant belive their eyes

They tell me

Do it, do it one more time, please
Bang it on the wall, skrew it to the floor
Do it, do it one more time, please
Let me see you do it in the mirror wardrobe door

My van aint got no road tax, and I do not charge VAT
I only deal in ready cash, dont ask me for receips
I will warm up your boiler, get your system rid of air
You can hold my toolbag I think thats only fair
And those housewifes they just cant get enough

They tell me

Do it, do it one more time, please
Bang it on the wall, skrew it to the floor
Do it, do it one more time, please
Let me see you do it in the mirror wardrobe door

"Tough Guys"

I know he’s not the kind, the kind that settles down
And I know he finds it hard to keep his feet on the ground
He goes drinking every night down the pub with all his mates
Getting into fight’s staying out till late
But when he comes home rolling drunk
Don’t get the 'ump, just remember
Even though guys need someone some times [4x]
He don’t where armani suits or shirts pressed nice and clean
He wears doc martens boots and dirty Levi jeans
Your friend’s all think he’s gross and your parents hate his guts
And once he gave you a dose but the tablets cleared it up
They all say he’s no good, but he’s misunderstood, and remember

Even though guys need someone some times [4x]

[Guitar Bit]

He drives his car to fast he don’t remember what you said
His promises don’t last and he’s lousy in bed
And when you’re at a party and he’s puking in the bin
And you’re try to remember what you ever saw in him
So don’t go into one, he’s only having fun, and remember

Even though guys need someone some times [4x]