So I say, is that all that matters anymore?
Who happened to like that band first
And who likes them more
Why do you compensate for the fact that you are clearly, oh so very silly
By walking around my town
Like a fallowfield hillbilly?
You know who you are
I've seen the way that you're looking at all of the normal kids
You think that they've just come out Strangeways because they won't bat both eyelids
When you walk past with your eyeliner on, one hand in glove
They're here just for the music, the thing that they love
And it was literally carnage at the back of Piccadilly to see who could buy it first
Does the limtied edition seven inch
Quench your thirst?
For an album that will probably let you down
But it doesn't even matter because you don't like that band anymore
They're not underground
I've seen the way that you're looking at all of the normal kids
You think that they've just come out Strangeways because they won't bat both eyelids
When you walk past with your eyeliner on, one hand in glove
I'm gonna ask you, can you find your own way home, are you stuck?
And, please don't think that I'm being a bitch
I just happen to witness a lot of things which
Get me annoyed because you're filling a void
Have you got nothing better to do?
I've seen the way that you're looking at all of the normal kids
You think that they've just come out Strangeways because they won't bat both eyelids
When you walk past with your eyeliner on, one hand in glove
I'm gonna ask you, can you play guitar, my boy, can you fuck?
Yesterday, Today & Probably Tomorrow lyrics - The Courteeners
I'm not going to sit here and lie and list all the many ways
About how I will supposedly love you till the end of days
Because I think that we both know in twenty-eight and a half years' time
That I won't be yours and you probably won't be mine
But yesterday, today and probably tomorrow
This little one will find it hard to find sorrow
Yesterday, today and probably tomorrow
Middleton to Withington and Middleton and back
Is more than enough to make the average Middletonian crack
So I will stand outside the Travelodge and bite my tongue
Your best friends look me up and down and I'll write the song
But yesterday, today and probably tomorrow
This little one will find it hard to find sorrow
Yesterday, today and probably tomorrow
Will they be there on Tuesday night
Running the bath and turning out the lights?
Will they be there on Thursday afternoons
To welcome you home from Euston platform eight, heart-shaped balloons?
No
But yesterday, today and probably tomorrow
Acrylic lyrics - The Courteeners
You're just like plasticine
Being moulded into a libertine dreamer
I feel so sorry for you
My heart goes out to you
If you were thirteen I'd let you off
But you're not and you should know better
Gather my thoughts on a
Notepad with a Parker pen
And write you a letter but
There's not enough paper in the world
There's not enough paper in the world
Oh have you heard all your friends go
Da da da da da da da oh
All the words they seem to know
All the words in your sons go
Da da da da da da da oh
You got an okay jacket
But you've got no spine
Please vacate this city of mine
I only wish you had this song
To back-up you're talking to long
But we know that's not the case
Rather show your face
In an injured bar I know but it goes in
Because they serve substandard gin
Nobody goes in there did you win?
Did they ask though no-one cares?
Dadada dadadaaaa oh,
All the words they seem to know,
All the words in your sons go,
Dadada dadadaaaa oh,
You got an okay jacket,
But you've got no spine,
Please vacate this city of mine,
You're just like plasticine,
Being molded into a libertine dreamer,
I feel so sorry for you,
If you were 13 I would let you off,
But your not and you should have known better,
Gather my thoughts on a notepad,
With a parker pen,
And write you a letter but,
Theres not enough paper in the world,
Theres not enough paper in,
Oh have you heard,
Your friends they go,
Dadada dadadaaaa oh,
Dadada dadadaaaa oh,
Dadada dadadaaaa oh,
Dadada dadadaaaa oh,
You got an ok jacket,
But you've got no spine,
Please vacate this city of mine,
You got an ok jacket,
But you've got no spine,
Please vacate this city of mine.
Being moulded into a libertine dreamer
I feel so sorry for you
My heart goes out to you
If you were thirteen I'd let you off
But you're not and you should know better
Gather my thoughts on a
Notepad with a Parker pen
And write you a letter but
There's not enough paper in the world
There's not enough paper in the world
Oh have you heard all your friends go
Da da da da da da da oh
All the words they seem to know
All the words in your sons go
Da da da da da da da oh
You got an okay jacket
But you've got no spine
Please vacate this city of mine
I only wish you had this song
To back-up you're talking to long
But we know that's not the case
Rather show your face
In an injured bar I know but it goes in
Because they serve substandard gin
Nobody goes in there did you win?
Did they ask though no-one cares?
Dadada dadadaaaa oh,
All the words they seem to know,
All the words in your sons go,
Dadada dadadaaaa oh,
You got an okay jacket,
But you've got no spine,
Please vacate this city of mine,
You're just like plasticine,
Being molded into a libertine dreamer,
I feel so sorry for you,
If you were 13 I would let you off,
But your not and you should have known better,
Gather my thoughts on a notepad,
With a parker pen,
And write you a letter but,
Theres not enough paper in the world,
Theres not enough paper in,
Oh have you heard,
Your friends they go,
Dadada dadadaaaa oh,
Dadada dadadaaaa oh,
Dadada dadadaaaa oh,
Dadada dadadaaaa oh,
You got an ok jacket,
But you've got no spine,
Please vacate this city of mine,
You got an ok jacket,
But you've got no spine,
Please vacate this city of mine.
Kimberley lyrics - The Courteeners
Who is that girl? I think it's kokaine kim
I've not seen her face in ages
Tell me where she's been
Oh kokaine kimberly is dancing by the door
Have you seen her slightly slender self
Sleeping on the floor?
Oh kokaine kim, that girls off the rails
Sparkling teeth, needle nights
Champagne fairytales
Oh girl from Timperley
Who is that guy your with?
I hope he treats you really very nicely
The two days you've got left to live
I've not seen her face in ages
Tell me where she's been
Oh kokaine kimberly is dancing by the door
Have you seen her slightly slender self
Sleeping on the floor?
Oh kokaine kim, that girls off the rails
Sparkling teeth, needle nights
Champagne fairytales
Oh girl from Timperley
Who is that guy your with?
I hope he treats you really very nicely
The two days you've got left to live
An Ex Is An Ex For A Reason lyrics - The Courteeners
If I'm talking to you at the back of the club
Why does he walk past me?
And why does he rub his shoulder past mine
Is it to let me know that he's here
Whisper in his ear, from me I don't care
I can't believe that that is what he thinks of you
That I would click my fingers tell you to jump
And thats what you do I think he needed to trust you
A little bit more
But I will walk over there and make his head sore
[humming]
Is he really threatened by the presence of me
He won't let you walk or talk
He won't let you see what I've got in my pocket for you
And think that you'd love to
Why does he walk past me?
And why does he rub his shoulder past mine
Is it to let me know that he's here
Whisper in his ear, from me I don't care
I can't believe that that is what he thinks of you
That I would click my fingers tell you to jump
And thats what you do I think he needed to trust you
A little bit more
But I will walk over there and make his head sore
[humming]
Is he really threatened by the presence of me
He won't let you walk or talk
He won't let you see what I've got in my pocket for you
And think that you'd love to
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