Get Down

So it's Friday night

And work was shite, surprise, surprise

But it's all good vibes

Getting ready to "Staying Alive"

Group chats popping off

Kev can't make it, that's a shame

Says he's got a cough

Alexa, play Elton John (Sorry)

Alexa, I didn't even fucking say it wrong

Julie's on the way down

On the way from London town

Tracked her on Find My Friends

So I say "see you soon" and press send

Jumped in the cab, check my phone, keys, wallet

"It's this one here mate", I say

Feet to the curb, and I'm off like a rocket

I get high when I'm feeling low

I go fast when I'm feeling slow

I get down, I get down, I get down, I get down

Down, I get down, I get down, I get down

So we get to the bar and Charlie's working (Charlie)

That's good, he's my favourite by far

He always sorts me out

Especially when he knows I'm skint

So we down two mojitos, avoiding the mint

I stick a quid on the pool table to save my place

And these two blokes walk in, both off of their face

The more sober man approaches the taps, he says

"I'll have two pornstars, and some drinks to go with that"

Clicking his fingers, waving his hands

Charlie shoots me a look, urging me to bite my tongue

This time I'll oblige, let them have their fun

Just remember, the night's still young

I get high when I'm feeling low

I go fast when I'm feeling slow

I get down, I get down, I get down, I get down

Down, I get down, I get down, I get down

I stay up 'cause I feel alright

I proceed 'til I see the light

I get down, I get down, I get down, I get down

Down, I get down, I get down, I get down

I get out of my head

All these things I said I never said

I can't tell if I'm dead

Six of us around the table staring into the abyss

Is this what it's come to? Is this really it?

5 a.m. and five percent

And I don't dare look at my bank account

How the hell am I gonna pay my rent?

"Might have to hit the road soon, fellas

Mother's day tomorrow, don't wanna be a dick"

"Staying Alive's" just come on shuffle, I feel sick

Trying to call a cab but they won't answer

"Hey mate, have you ever heard this song called 'Tiny Dancer?'"

I nod with a blank expression, wishin' I was anywhere but here

I take one last sip from the can, but someone's ashed in the beer

I get high when I'm feeling low

I go fast when I'm feeling slow

I get down, I get down, I get down, I get down

Down, I get down, I get down, I get down

I stay up 'cause I feel alright

I proceed 'til I see the light

I get down, I get down, I get down, I get down

Down, I get down, I get down, I get down