Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Humour
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andreas Christodoulidis
Songwriter
Jack Lyall
Songwriter
Ross Patrizio
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Humour
Producer
Lyrics
I’m surrounded by bad losers, they want the worst for me,
and I’ve lost friends along the way, but they held me back anyway.
I don’t know fear, I come first place,
I’m the best of my age, I’m a dangerous man,
I don’t call back, I come first place,
and I’m cutting me out, why shouldn’t I do it?
Just to do it.
Have to do it.
I can do it, I can do it, I can do it, I can do it,
I can do it just like anybody.
why shouldn’t I, why shouldn’t I, why shouldn’t I,
why shouldn’t I do it?
when I walk in a room, yeah,
well I just start walking weird,
when they pass me the ball,
well I drop it and they say
“nice hands.”
I took my car for an M.O.T,
and they laughed at my jeans,
and the size of my car.
what’s wrong with my jeans?
I specialise in tough love and coming first place,
tell everyone that I make my own luck,
that’s why I come first.
I don’t take shit, I come first place,
oh there’s someone at the door?
well they’re gonna have to wait.
I don’t say thanks, I come first place,
no one to thank but myself,
no one to ask for a friend.
just to do it.
have to do it.
when I speak at the lectern,
well I butcher my speech,
and in dreams I’m a lawyer
being chased by a dog.
I queued that song because
I like it,
I wasn’t trying to say anything
about myself or my taste.
when I walk in a room, yeah,
well I just start walking weird,
when they pass me the ball,
well I drop it and they say
“nice hands.”
I took my car for an M.O.T,
and they laughed at my jeans,
and the size of my car.
the size of my car.
what’s wrong with my jeans?
what’s wrong with my jeans?
Written by: Andreas Christodoulidis, Jack Lyall, Ross Patrizio