James - Whiteboy (Radio Edit) скачать mp3

Five nights, no sleep, my mind's battered Stock markets free fall, dreams shattered Lost cause, pulled up, a sure winner Made a few bob, in a new job as a serial killer You wanna talk to me, whiteboy, man You wanna talk to me, whiteboy, boy, man You wanna talk to me, whiteboy, man Every night microwaved, TV dinners Mobile phones make her brain shimmer Don't say the see word she got the all clear That jokes bad taste and so dog eared My mum says I look like Yul Brynner Too old for Hamlet, too young for Lear Got a shaved head, lost weight, fakir Got a pierced lip 'cause it's still hip to appear queer You wanna talk to me, whiteboy, man You wanna talk to me, whiteboy, boy, man You wanna talk to me, whiteboy, man And I'm all mashed up Mum's droning on and on, and on, and on And I'm all mashed up Mum's droning on and on, and on, and on She wants this, she wants that She wants bling, she wants tat She wants creams that can cover the cracks Wedded bliss, cancer scans She wants family man Self esteem and her old body back She says You wanna talk to me, whiteboy, man You wanna talk to me, whiteboy, boy, man You wanna talk to me, whiteboy, man