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Most of life is highs and lows Even if I don't get there I'm close And I can't hide it I can't cope But I make my oldest boy jam toast When he gets older he'll know the ropes Girl on the way so I can't be broke I find it hard sometimes who don't Where's the time gone nobody knows And I can't hand down all his clothes If I did do, would anyone know Maybe I can though nowadays Maybe I can still yeah Fuck knows So I try make it and I do shows Thanks to Jack for the German doe But it got the best of me hurt me slow Like bag did Beers, and birds and cro But i know i gotta good girl at home She makes it worth it Working it loads And makes a hell of a She makes a hell of a Jam toast Fuck Living on my own So I got the bus down Down the road Do the washing up Give the dog a bone Member when I used to Just get If you If you Know you know Do the wrong thing then You don't grow They say to take it slow They say what they don't know When I see you I'm proud Remember when we camped in the garden last year gone When the tax man he cleaned me out So I try my best to help you round the house More time I don't feel good I feel down I hope one day I can make you all proud When it's all over and put me in the ground They say I was alright Say I was sound Funny that my jobs just word of mouth And I get nervous When I see crowds Shout out Jack for the German pounds I got the best of it, turned it round Life without you Wouldn't work out Life without you Wouldn't work out And I don't mean you Jack I mean my Mrs obviously I don't have that much more to say on this one but But if I did have to say something I'd say Get some of that jam toast on Bare butter
Writer(s): Harvey Elliot Gunn-humphreys, Frankie Thomas Stew Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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