There??™s a mile long queue at the chippy
I wish I was at my Gran??™s for tea
These people call me their friend, but they don??™t think the same as me
Are you fed up chasing your tail round this housing scheme
Drinkin??™ your drink now
And staying up too early in the morning
I wander through the streets of Dundee
Mum said you shouldn??™t walk them alone
A fight??™s a fight, ???n??™ that??™s quite alright
But please leave the tools at home
You lower standards and expectations of love
You never aim for people that you think are levels above
You??™re always chasing the same skirts round
Round the local pub
Where were you when I needed you?
Up the posh end of town
You??™re supposed to protect and serve
You??™re out for a perve just driving around
