Pound-shop halo- (Bo'ohl oh wo' ar Remix)

[Intro] [SFX: Phone ringing, static, dial tone] [Telephone Filter - Spoken] Alright, mate, where you been? [Verse 1- Full band entry] Down the boozer, losing skin Bloke in the corner, proper geezer Talking cobblers through the fever Two bob short and a tenner gone Night bus crawling till the break of dawn Bird says, [Spoken] Cor, you’re looking rough I said, Love, I’ve had enough [Pre-Chorus] And the rain comes down like bad advice Cold as a kiss, twice as nice Someone’s nicked the wheels outside So we leg it down the high street wide [Chorus] Oi, guv'nor - mind the gap Don’t look back, don’t look back Bleedin’ heart and a broken cab London town’s gone bloody mad Chin up, mate, keep your trap Dodgy geezer in a Union Jack Up the apples, down the boozer [Gang Shout] EVERYONE'S A BIT OF A LOSER! [Verse 2] Knackered old bugger, half past three Pound-shop halo hanging over me Bird’s gone AWOL with my coat And some muppet’s nicked my last- [Music stop] [Spoken] Bloody censor... smoke 😒 [Music resumes] Cheers, love, from the corner shop Any chance you’ve got a light? No chance, mate Fair cop Then the sirens start their little song tonight [Pre-Chorus] Someone’s chatting absolute shite Someone’s kicking off under sodium light The geezer says, You what? You what? Then suddenly everybody’s up [Chorus] Oi, guv'nor - mind the gap Don’t look back, don’t look back Bleedin’ heart and a broken cab London town’s gone bloody mad Chin up, mate, keep your trap Dodgy geezer in a Union Jack Up the apples, down the boozer [Gang Shout] EVERYONE'S A BIT OF A LOSER! [Bridge] [Spoken, angry, argument, fighting] Now then Easy Pack it in Give over You having a laugh? Nah You what? [shouted] I said - YOU WOT? [whispered] Cun.[SFX: Beep] [Instrumental Break] [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] [Drums only, stripped down] Oi, guv'nor - mind the gap One eye open, cigarette ash Bobby on the corner, looking bored While the whole damn city starts a war [Full instrumentation] Cheers, mate - yeah, cheers for that Rain on the pavement, blood on the mat We’re all skint, we’re all knackered Still pretending we’ve got it mastered [Outro] Alright, mate? Yeah Living the dream [Music stop] [Spoken: sarcastic, Telephone Filter - Spoken] Yeah… living the fecking dream [End - SFX: phone hang up] [Fade out]