S.T.R.E.E.T.S. - Empty Cans lyrics

If I want to sit in and drink super tenants in the day I will No one's going to f**ing tell me jack But can you rely on anyone in this world? No, you can't It's not my fault there's wall-to-wall empty cans Everyone wanted this to all go wrong for me from the start It's f**ed up that a man's life can just be attacked Watching this morning with a beer Is much better than relying on Unknown c*nts for mates I was given That don't have my back Scott texted me to say he'd have a look at the TV for me But I laid it down telling him to f** right off chap Phoned this company out the yellow pages Told them to take away the TV and fix it quick snap The next day they took away the TV Told me they would repair the little bit That's broken round on the back I thought that would be that but the next bit was on top This was where it all started to get a bit out of hand [Chorus 1] No one gives a crap about Mike That's why I'm acting nasty You know what you can do with your life Introduce it up your jacksie 'Cause no one gives a crap about Mike That's why I'm acting nasty You know what you can do with your life Introduce it up your jacksie The TV man comes back later, knocks on mine To say he's found something in the back of the TV I'm looking at it absolutely speechless, can't quite believe He's trying to pull this f**ing stunt on me I knew it was a simple case of the power supply gone on the back But he's trying to tap me up for more money He says it's not like that and I'm like "f** off and die!" And stick up my two fingers and one more to make three He says "Don't talk to me like that", and I don't understand My face is in his face, I tell him I understand perfectly And he grabs my shirt and I grab his face with my hand So he brings his fist up and twats me a good one on my cheek Now I'm trying to pull his head down so I can knee it But he's got my ear He's twisting it round so much that it's Really hurting me And we both go down on the floor, and he pushes my head back Onto the corner of the fridge which is, total agony Then he gets up and runs out the kitchen, and out of the door Shouting stuff to me, slams his door, shouting at me So here I am in my house, drinking on my own settee Everyone's a c*nt in this life, no one's there for me [Chorus 1] If I want to sit in and drink super tenants in the day I will No one's going to f**ing tell me jack But can you rely on anyone in this world? No, you can't It's all my fault there's wall-to-wall empty cans I sat in the kitchen all f**ed off Imagining over and over what they're all doing behind my back Dodgy things going on, actions I regretted Stain bottle with a pipe and tin foil on the mat Scott texted me to say he'd have a look at the TV for me And I felt like just telling him to f** right off chap But what he said about wanting to do the right thing by both mates And then opting to stay out? It seemed to match But I told him he could make it up by fixing the TV He said that's the least he could do to square things flat I thought that would be that but then the next bit was mad This is where everything started to all turn back [Chorus 2] The end of the something I did not want to end Beginning of hard times to come But something that was not meant to be is done And this is the start of what was He had to unscrew about fifteen screws Before he could pull the panel off the back To get in the fecking thing But just as he did so, he said he saw something That slipped inside behind the panel Down the back of it Must have been some leaflets or a bill maybe I didn't want to lose the bill in case it was a final warning So we both tried to get the back off and work out If there was any more screws to get out Or if we left any in And when he looked down the back of the TV his eyes just froze Before he rammed his hand in, saying, "No sh**!" He's looking at me absolutely speechless He can't quite believe what he's trying to pull, out the slip I get up wondering what he's smiling about He's shaking his head at this point with, the biggest of grins I look down the back of the TV and that's where it was In all its glory?my thousand quid [Chorus 2] About two this afternoon the last of the people left my house 'Cause they never stop chatting 'til all the rackets gone I really feel like things clicked into place at some point Or maybe it's the fact that me and Alison really got on Or maybe it's that I realized that it is true No one's really there fighting for you in the last garrison No one except yourself that is No one except you You are the one who's got your back 'til the last deeds done Scott can't have my back 'til the absolute end 'Cause he's got to look out for what over his horizon He's gotta make sure he's not lonely, not broke It's enough to worry about keeping his own head above I shut the door behind me, huddled up in my coat Condensation floating off my breath, squinted out the sun My jeans feel a bit tight, think I washed them too high I was gonna be late, so I picked up my pace to run [Chorus 2: Repeat 4X]