There He Goes - Dirty Dike

There he goes

That look in his eye

There he goes

That look in his eye

I’ve heard about him

Bad things about him

I’ve heard about him

Bad things about

I’ve heard about him

Bad things about him

I’ve heard about him

Bad things about

Traitors, breathin' every day off ya favours

Believin' what you say when you’re waving the papers

And God can’t protect you now, your faiths wasted

Chop half your section down the race taken

And make flames with the faces that tapes

The fake ones that never gave a grain when they make

And none of us are paid, everyone of us the same

You sell a bit of drugs and have to juggle up the change

«Fuck it bruv it’s money and I’m struggling today»

You switching from a cunt, to my brother to the grave

Guess mates are a mother fucker, love 'em and you hate

You take 'em to the pub and wanna punch 'em in the face

I run away sometimes, try to get escape

Kinda separate life, try to meditate

But I’m alive with a mind I should medicate

And educate to never let the spies in my head again

LIES

I’ve heard about him

CHEATS

Bad things about him

SPIES

I’ve heard about him

THIEFS

Bad things about

HE LIES

I’ve heard about him

HE CHEATS

Bad things about him

HE SPIES

I’ve heard about him

Bad things about

I used to trust in my luck and my future

I never give a fuck if it’s love or ill lose ya

It’s not enough flowing trust on an ice slope

Nice blokes acting like they’re stuck on the white snow

Your mind home, get to like it or die slow

I know that quiet isn’t nice when the lights go

I’m getting bored of my friends and their plenty yawns

They get ignored and they still never settle scores

Now what the fuck is the point in you

Do you really wanna end up destroying the crew?

I thought it was nothing, but love and the sharing

But now it’s awkward, I’m done with the caring

Keep the change, don’t speak to James

I’ve got beats in the brain, I don’t need my mates

I just sleep in my crave with a decent wage

While you’re too busy sneaking a piece of cake

You’re so vain

You probably think this song is about you

You’re so vain

I bet you think this song is about you

Don’t you, don’t you