BRITISH WEATHER

I'm just burning holes in the carpet, I know

Proper rocket blasting

Cutter's dust in half spliff

Way back from your marge's

Open up the window

Better days to tarnish

Count em where they might be

Sixteen over type beats

Tally up a chance blown

Desperado whiteys

Next to ex girls with the slapped arse faces

And admirable patience

Flat lemonade out of Jay's favourite mug

In getaway cars still caked in blood

British weather mate, maybe they saved some sun

And I don't even know what it was all about

I can't remember now

Bet they all look when it's over

Can we just chill with the tens on your sofa

I, lost half of my mind today

Belling you up just for closure

Can we just lie watching lights coming closer by

And argue if they're planes

Never pretty for penny

Ekram's babby unsteady

Ducking down the back stat

I still owe Jack for the bevvy

He said it's all but confetti

Was the levy as heavy

Sat circulating nights

Time can try and set petty

Don't care if they're decorative

Throw pillows and sedatives

Told me ain't the point mate

It's all about the sentiment

Think I finally started getting it

Flat lemonade out of jay's favourite mug

In getaway cars still caked in blood

British weather mate, maybe they saved some sun

I don't need to know what it was all about

probably can't remember now

Bet they all look when it's over

Can we just chill with the tens on your sofa

I, lost half of my mind today

Belling you up just for closure

Can we just lie watching lights coming closer by

And argue if they're planes

Bet they all look when it's over

Can we just chill with the tens on your sofa

I, lost half of my mind today

Belling you up just for closure

Can we just lie watching lights coming closer by

And argue if they're planes