Rough Knuckles - Supergrass

Lost sight, looking for a way out

It’s a good time to get your head together

Oh, bloodshot, don’t wanna see you washed up

In a hotel, I’ll come up and check you out

This is the call, wake up boy, you’re on your own

Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run

You feel that you wouldn’t take a fall

Oh, she said, «You used to be a heart breaker»

There is no fun sleeping with a shotgun

With your head back you look to meet your maker, maker

This is the call, wake up boy, you’re on your own

Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run

When you’re rattled and cold

Stoned, you can’t feel it all

So don’t throw it all away

'Cause you never get it back, oh

Lost love, I’m a great adventure

Oh, so pick it up and put it back together

When you’re knocked down it’s hard to understand

When opportunity is holding out her hand

This is the call, wake up boy, you’re on your own

Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run

This is the call to arms, wake up boy, you’re on your own

Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run, oh