Lyrics:
Someone f**ked you
Everybody liked
When your cash in pocket
Someone fucked you
Maybe you don’t stoped
But you see you liked
Someone f**ked you
but plans to conquer
I ain't got nothin but bands in my pocket
Someone say somethin I handle the problem
I know you haters are mad and you're watchin
I
and nearly-deads
Have you ever been had in clubland?
In clubland
There's a piece in someone's pocket to do the dirty work
You've come to shoot the pony, they've
New weds and nearly-deads
Have you ever been had in clubland?
There's a piece in someone's pocket to do the dirty work
You've come to shoot
or king
You just can't have ev'rything
So thank your stars above for song in your heart
A penny in your pocket and someone in your arms to love
heart,
A penny in your pocket
And someone in your arms to love.
You can't have everything,
Be satisfied with the little you may get.
You can't have
heart,
A penny in your pocket
And someone in your arms to love.
You can't have everything,
Be satisfied with the little you may get.
You can't have
heart,
A penny in your pocket
And someone in your arms to love.
You can't have everything,
Be satisfied with the little you may get.
You can't have
know that I race to the moon
So make it happen
Keep me in your promise
I'ma make you wait in your tomb
I need a rocket
Something in my pockets
Someone in
Everybody's hands are in someone else's pockets
It's anybody's guess what it is and how they got it
Uh oh, uh oh
Here we go again
A new vendetta
Uh oh, uh oh
out the Fanny pack
I mean the satchel
Bag of holding shit to match you
Grab a match dude
Don't have a torch I musta lost it in someone's pocket
the day where I side tracked madly
Nice little kid turned into a fuckin chavy
Some lad, thinking he's bad
Tenner bit in someone's pocket and ten quid in my
By Distractions & false prophets
That ain't cool
You will loose and get left behind
Don't be in someone pocket like playing pool
I love you ..
can't stay together
But just for the record you're my home
And I spend most of my time
Crying on the inside
In the pockets of someone else's life
gotta fly above
I keep a daisy in my pocket
For a special someone
These words are divine, I'm a prophet
We need to spread the love
The sky is blue like
Someone else in someone else's pocket
Christ knows I don't know how to stop it
Poppies at the cenotaph, the cynics can't afford to laugh
I heard in
someone else's pocket
Christ knows I don't know how to stop it
Poppies at the cenotaph, the cynics can't afford to laugh
I heard in on the telegraph
someone else's pocket
Christ knows I don't know how to stop it
Poppies at the cenotaph, the cynics can't afford to laugh
I heard in on the telegraph
go ahead and mug someone and pray for absolution, for some
Money in your pocket (Make money, take money)
Money in your pocket (Make money, take money)
back
Mr. Relapse maybe can you relax
I can't think get no sleep now
So alive but death in my pocket
Can someone tell me where I lost it?
of this shit
Not a dollar in my pocket
Can someone help me please
I'm out here in the open
Clouds are circling in
The winds are high, they're blowing
It's
And I can't get out of bed
Beggars and hangers-on
Try to take you from me
Someone with a bible in his pocket
Clouding everything you see
Beggars
gotta fly above
I keep a daisy in my pocket
For a special someone
These words are divine, I'm a prophet
We need to spread the love
The sky is blue like
He was an outlaw by trade, one foot already in the grave
Deck of cards in his pocket, someone's hair in a silver locket
He could make an old horse
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