[INSTRUMENTAL — skipping kick, warm chops] [VERSE 1 — close, wry] First Friday, old crew Same table by the fruit machine Daz is "smashing it" at sales Rach is "loving London" Bones is buying rounds On a card that's clearly borrowed Then it comes round to me How's work, then? How's life? [PRE-CHORUS — pads swelling] And I nearly do it The greatest-hits version [HOOK — chant, unguarded] Honestly, lads (honestly) Honestly, lads Work's work, I'm skint, I'm tired Honestly, lads (honestly) Honestly, lads But I'm good, though. I'm good [INSTRUMENTAL — bass drops a bar, then slams back] [VERSE 2 — lighter] Silence, half a second Then Daz goes "same, actually" Rach says London's lonely Bones admits the card We're laughing by the second pint Real laughing, from the belly The next round's just lagers Nobody proves anything [HOOK — chant, unguarded] Honestly, lads (honestly) Honestly, lads Work's work, I'm skint, I'm tired Honestly, lads (honestly) Honestly, lads But I'm good, though. I'm good [BRIDGE — voice nearly alone] We could've done this years ago Saved ourselves the costumes Ah well — we're doing it now Same time next month [FINAL HOOK — fullest, chops stacked] Honestly, lads (honestly) Honestly, lads Work's work, I'm skint, I'm tired Honestly, lads (honestly) Honestly, lads But I'm good, though. I'm good [OUTRO — fragments] But I'm good, though. I'm good [INSTRUMENTAL OUTRO — kick walks off, hats fade]
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