Don’t worry old man, I’m your new best mate
let’s have a few drinks, a stroll in the park
sleep at your house, just till I’m straight.
Don’t worry old man, I’m your new best mate
let’s have a few drinks, a stroll in the park
sleep at your house, just till I’m straight.
One chair and a bed, it’s all pretty stark
stains on the mattress, bugs on the wall
sleeps with the light on, afraid of the dark
After doing my bit, at his beck and call
invite all the boys round, just for the day
shake up the old git, make sure he plays ball
Nice gaff you got here, should make it pay
couple of hoes, a few bags of powder
sweeten our lives, get cash everyday
The old man complains, the music gets louder.
He can be a dead cunt, if it makes him feel prouder.