Stove - Lemonade Secret Drinker lyrics

Bigger head, you got no bread in our house Now look how you have got like this Now they sleep in seperate bedrooms Since they missed the jackpot on Family Fortunes Yeah, oh yeah How long, how long to go Do you think that we are funny if we do it alone How long, how long to go Ain't it funny if we carry on they know we will moan How long, how long to go Stupid sod, you shout the odds in our town You buy a box and call it home You've never been that much of a thinker, oh Been a Secret Lemonade Drinker, wa*ker, oh, oh-oh Wake up and look at all these things I bring you Living on the handouts you collect in a cake tin