Listen to The Jamie Oliver Petrol Station by CMAT

The Jamie Oliver Petrol Station

CMAT

Indie Pop

Apple Music Note

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

CMAT - The Jamie Oliver Petrol Station (Official Lyric Video)

Watch CMAT - The Jamie Oliver Petrol Station (Official Lyric Video) on YouTube

Featured In

Listen to EURO-COUNTRY by CMAT

ALBUMEURO-COUNTRYCMAT

Listen to Mellow Days featuring CMAT

PLAYLISTMellow DaysApple Music Pop

Listen to Indie Pop featuring CMAT

PLAYLISTIndie PopApple Music Indie

Listen to indie + chill featuring CMAT

PLAYLISTindie + chillApple Music Indie

Listen to Antidote featuring CMAT

PLAYLISTAntidoteApple Music Alternative

Listen to All Indie featuring CMAT

PLAYLISTAll IndieApple Music Indie

Listen to Glastonbury 2025 featuring CMAT

PLAYLISTGlastonbury 2025Apple Music Alternative

Listen to Country Wide featuring CMAT

PLAYLISTCountry WideApple Music Country

Listen to UK & Irish Country featuring CMAT

PLAYLISTUK & Irish CountryApple Music Country

Listen to Heaps Indie featuring CMAT

PLAYLISTHeaps IndieApple Music Indie

Listen to New in Indie featuring CMAT

PLAYLISTNew in IndieApple Music Indie

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Oli Deakin

Acoustic Guitar

Ciara Mary-Alice Thompson

Ciara Mary-Alice Thompson

Lead Vocals

Morgan Karabel

Drums

Colm Conlan

Piano

Reid Jenkins

Violin

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Ciara Mary-Alice Thompson

Ciara Mary-Alice Thompson

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Oli Deakin

Producer

Ciara Mary-Alice Thompson

Ciara Mary-Alice Thompson

Producer

Jonathan Low

Mixing Engineer

Joe Lambert

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

I was at the Jamie Oliver Petrol Station

I needed deli but God, I hate him

That man should not have his face on posters

I feel so angry and sad at most, huh

But then I think of the New York skyline

The West Cork of the Yankee eyeline

Then get to thinking I have it wrong, tho

Let me explain, 'cause I'm never wrong though

Things are ugly to me I get it

A flip phone with a lack of credit

And others beautiful, I remember

Blanch right at the end of December

[Chorus]

So, okay, don't be a bitch

The man's got kids

And they wouldn't like this

I'm saying, okay, don't be a bitch

The man's got kids

And they wouldn't like this

Oh

[PostChorus]

Mm, this is making no sense to the average listener

Let me try explain myself in a few words

[Verse 2]

I make up places like Finglas, Tennessee

A mish-mash of what should and shouldn't be

The smoking area, concerned glances

She's really mental, it's not just acting

There's always something I'm missing out on

Overdosing on social calpol

Overeager to make acquaintance

With someone normal and nice who'll explain it

I forget it when they stop breathing

And you'll have wasted your time on seething

I said I'm wasting my time on seething

And hey, you're not so good yourself

[PreChorus]

Come learn my mantra, it's like:

[Chorus]

Okay, don't be a bitch

The man's got kids

And they wouldn't like this

So, okay, don't be a bitch

The man's got kids

And they wouldn't like this

Oh

[PostChorus]

I'm still not explaining myself very well at all

Let me try, let me try again, let me try

[Bridge]

It's the fear of not getting

The door of the joy

Of the chopping it up

With the car that you draw it on

Coming through town and then

Seeing the type of the people you missed

Who'd have died back in Dublin

The jeans that I'm wearing are very expensive

It's not a reflection, reflection, reflection

Sinéad in Ratoath and Sinéad in the sky

The Sinéad that I'll meet on the by and by

And the fear of the freedom of being released again

Feel seventeen again, washing the sheets with

The lies that I don't even know that I've told 'cause

I've mixed them all up, yeah, the cactus is cold

[Chorus]

It's like

Okay, don't be a bitch

The man's got kids

And they wouldn't like this

I'm saying, okay, don't be a bitch

The man's got kids

And they wouldn't like this

I'm saying, Ciara, don't be a bitch

The man's got kids

And they wouldn't like this

I'm saying, Ciara, don't be a bitch

The man's got kids

And they wouldn't like this

Oh

[Outro]

I was at the

Jamie Oliver Petrol Station

I needed deli but God, I hate him

That man should not have his face on posters

I feel so angry and sad at most, ugh

Written by: Ciara Mary-Alice Thompson

Shazam Footer

Select language:

Company

Legal

Chrome Web Store

Galaxy Store

Follow Us

© Copyright 2025 Apple Inc. and its affiliates | Supplier Responsibility