What Are You Listenin To Now..?PRT2. (963)

Me on my guitar.....

Lily Allen - Not Big!

Now listen I think you and me have come to the end of our time,
What d'you want some kind of reaction?
Well, OK, that's fine,
Alright, how would it make you feel if I said you that you never ever made me come?
In the year and a half that we spent together,
Yeah, I never really had much fun.

All those times that I said I was sober,
Well I'm afraid I lied,
I'd be lying next to you, you next to me,
All the while I was high as a kite.
I could see it in your face when you give it to me gently,
Yeah, you really must think you're great,
Let's see how you feel in a couple of weeks,
When I work my way through your mates.


I never wanted it to end up this way,
You've only got yourself to blame,
I'm gonna tell them that you're rubbish in bed now
And that you're small in the game.

I saw you thought this was gonna be easy,
Well, you're out of luck.
Yeah, let's rewind, let's turn back time to when you couldn't get it up,
You know what it shoulda ended there,
That's when I shoulda shown you the door.
As if that weren't enough to deal with,
You became premature.

I'm sorry if you feel that I'm being kinda mental,
But you left me in such a state.
But now I'm gonna do what you did to me,
Gonna reciprocate.


You're not big, you're not clever,
No, you ain't a big fella
Not big what so ever.


I'm sorry if you feel that I'm being kinda mental,
But you left me in such a state.
But now I'm gonna do what you did to me,
I'm gonna reciprocate.

You're not big, you're not clever,
No, you ain't a big fella
Not big what so ever

You're not big, you're not clever,
Not big what so ever
No, you ain't a big fella

The Enemy - No time for tears (From a local band too )



The morning after, the revolution
P.C 1525 told me there was no real solution
Bruised ribs and a ripped up jacket
Money all in the road
Sat down with a big fat mac
Screaming 'what about my way home

We're gonna get out the city
We're gonna get out the way
We've got cash in the kitty
We're gonna get on a plane
Gotta get on
Gotta get on

There's no time for tears
When you live in the real world
There's no time for tears
When you live in the real world

Gettin' back to a empty flat
Hacked up and even more
Screwed up wrappers from a take away dinner
Scattered all over the floor
This isn't glamorous
It's not rock and roll
This is England on a Saturday night
This is a nation's soul

We're gonna get out the city
We're gonna get out the way
We've got cash in the kitty
We're gonna get on a plane
Gotta get on
Gotta get on

There's no time for tears
When you live
In the real world
There's no time for tears
When you live
In the real world

There's no time for tears
When you live in the real world
There's no time for tears
When you live in the real world

There's no time for tears
When you live in the real world
There's no time for tears
When you live in the real world