Song | You've Got The Dirtee Love |
Artist | Florence + The Machine |
Album | Lungs |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Everybody wants to be famous, | |
Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless, | |
People act shameless | |
Tryna live like entertainers, | |
Want a fat crib with the acres, | |
So they spend money that they ain't made yet, | |
Got a Benz on tick that they ain't paid yet, | |
Spend their paycheck | |
In the west out on a weekend | |
Got no money by the end of the weekend. | |
But they don't care cause their life is a movie, | |
Starring Louis | |
V, paid for by yours truly, | |
Truthfully, it's a joke, like a bad episode of hollyoaks, | |
Can't keep up with the cover notes, | |
So they got bad credit livin' on direct debit in debt | |
They still don't get it | |
Cause they too busy livin' the high life, the night life | |
Huggin' the high when livin' it large | |
And they all say [Florence] | |
Sometimes it seems that the going is just too rough | |
And things go wrong no matter what | |
I do (That's right) | |
Now and then it seems like life is just too much | |
But you've got the love | |
I need to see me through [Dizzee Rascal] | |
Let me take you down to | |
London city | |
Where the attitude's bad and the weather is shitty | |
Everybody's on a paper chase | |
It's one big rat race | |
Everybody's got a screw face | |
So many two-faced, | |
Checkin' their high sayin' they're ready to ride | |
I'm on the inside looking at the | |
So it's an accurate reflection | |
City wide, north, east, west and the southside | |
Everywhere | |
I go there's a goon on the corner | |
Guns and drugs cause the city's like a sauna | |
And it's getting warmer, and out of order | |
Tryna put a struggling mother to a mourner | |
Mr. Politician can you tell me the solution | |
What's the answer, what's the conclusion | |
Is it an illusion, is it a mirage | |
I see youngsters die because they tryna live large | |
And they all say [Florence] | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like throwing my hands up in the air | |
I know I can count on all of you | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like saying “ | |
Lord, I just don't care†(That's right, that's right) | |
But you've got the love | |
I need to see me through (Check it, check it, come on, come on) | |
You got the love (Who's got the love) | |
You got the love (Who's got the love) | |
You got the love (That's right, that's right, that's right) | |
You got the love (Who's got the love) | |
You got the love (Who's got the love) | |
You got the love (Check it) [Dizzee Rascal] | |
We are living in the days of the credit crunch | |
Give me the dough | |
I'm tryna have a bunch | |
But I can't have rice for lunch | |
It's not there ain't enough to share | |
It ain't fair never dreamed that he could be rare | |
Who cares who dares to make a change | |
Everybody's in the club trying to make it rain | |
But not for famine just for the sake of having 15 minutes of fame and everywhere's the same | |
Again and again | |
I see the same thing | |
Everybody acting like they play sailin' | |
But I see rough seas ahead maybe a recession | |
And then a depression in whatever profession | |
This is my confession | |
I can't front | |
I'm in the forefront | |
Living for money ready to start like a bungee jump | |
With no rope but | |
I ain't trying to see the bottom | |
Because that's where | |
I came from, | |
I ain't forgotten, [Florence] | |
You got the love (Who's got the love) | |
You got the love | |
You got the love (Who's got the love) | |
You got the love | |
You got the love (That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right) | |
You got the love | |
You got the love | |
You got the love (Who's got the love, who's got the love, who's got the love) | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like throwing my hands up in the air | |
I know I can count on all of you | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like saying “ | |
Lord, I just don't care†| |
But you've got the love | |
I need to see me through |
Everybody wants to be famous, | |
Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless, | |
People act shameless | |
Tryna live like entertainers, | |
Want a fat crib with the acres, | |
So they spend money that they ain' t made yet, | |
Got a Benz on tick that they ain' t paid yet, | |
Spend their paycheck | |
In the west out on a weekend | |
Got no money by the end of the weekend. | |
But they don' t care cause their life is a movie, | |
Starring Louis | |
V, paid for by yours truly, | |
Truthfully, it' s a joke, like a bad episode of hollyoaks, | |
Can' t keep up with the cover notes, | |
So they got bad credit livin' on direct debit in debt | |
They still don' t get it | |
Cause they too busy livin' the high life, the night life | |
Huggin' the high when livin' it large | |
And they all say Florence | |
Sometimes it seems that the going is just too rough | |
And things go wrong no matter what | |
I do That' s right | |
Now and then it seems like life is just too much | |
But you' ve got the love | |
I need to see me through Dizzee Rascal | |
Let me take you down to | |
London city | |
Where the attitude' s bad and the weather is shitty | |
Everybody' s on a paper chase | |
It' s one big rat race | |
Everybody' s got a screw face | |
So many twofaced, | |
Checkin' their high sayin' they' re ready to ride | |
I' m on the inside looking at the | |
So it' s an accurate reflection | |
City wide, north, east, west and the southside | |
Everywhere | |
I go there' s a goon on the corner | |
Guns and drugs cause the city' s like a sauna | |
And it' s getting warmer, and out of order | |
Tryna put a struggling mother to a mourner | |
Mr. Politician can you tell me the solution | |
What' s the answer, what' s the conclusion | |
Is it an illusion, is it a mirage | |
I see youngsters die because they tryna live large | |
And they all say Florence | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like throwing my hands up in the air | |
I know I can count on all of you | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like saying | |
Lord, I just don' t care That' s right, that' s right | |
But you' ve got the love | |
I need to see me through Check it, check it, come on, come on | |
You got the love Who' s got the love | |
You got the love Who' s got the love | |
You got the love That' s right, that' s right, that' s right | |
You got the love Who' s got the love | |
You got the love Who' s got the love | |
You got the love Check it Dizzee Rascal | |
We are living in the days of the credit crunch | |
Give me the dough | |
I' m tryna have a bunch | |
But I can' t have rice for lunch | |
It' s not there ain' t enough to share | |
It ain' t fair never dreamed that he could be rare | |
Who cares who dares to make a change | |
Everybody' s in the club trying to make it rain | |
But not for famine just for the sake of having 15 minutes of fame and everywhere' s the same | |
Again and again | |
I see the same thing | |
Everybody acting like they play sailin' | |
But I see rough seas ahead maybe a recession | |
And then a depression in whatever profession | |
This is my confession | |
I can' t front | |
I' m in the forefront | |
Living for money ready to start like a bungee jump | |
With no rope but | |
I ain' t trying to see the bottom | |
Because that' s where | |
I came from, | |
I ain' t forgotten, Florence | |
You got the love Who' s got the love | |
You got the love | |
You got the love Who' s got the love | |
You got the love | |
You got the love That' s right, that' s right, that' s right, that' s right | |
You got the love | |
You got the love | |
You got the love Who' s got the love, who' s got the love, who' s got the love | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like throwing my hands up in the air | |
I know I can count on all of you | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like saying | |
Lord, I just don' t care | |
But you' ve got the love | |
I need to see me through |
Everybody wants to be famous, | |
Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless, | |
People act shameless | |
Tryna live like entertainers, | |
Want a fat crib with the acres, | |
So they spend money that they ain' t made yet, | |
Got a Benz on tick that they ain' t paid yet, | |
Spend their paycheck | |
In the west out on a weekend | |
Got no money by the end of the weekend. | |
But they don' t care cause their life is a movie, | |
Starring Louis | |
V, paid for by yours truly, | |
Truthfully, it' s a joke, like a bad episode of hollyoaks, | |
Can' t keep up with the cover notes, | |
So they got bad credit livin' on direct debit in debt | |
They still don' t get it | |
Cause they too busy livin' the high life, the night life | |
Huggin' the high when livin' it large | |
And they all say Florence | |
Sometimes it seems that the going is just too rough | |
And things go wrong no matter what | |
I do That' s right | |
Now and then it seems like life is just too much | |
But you' ve got the love | |
I need to see me through Dizzee Rascal | |
Let me take you down to | |
London city | |
Where the attitude' s bad and the weather is shitty | |
Everybody' s on a paper chase | |
It' s one big rat race | |
Everybody' s got a screw face | |
So many twofaced, | |
Checkin' their high sayin' they' re ready to ride | |
I' m on the inside looking at the | |
So it' s an accurate reflection | |
City wide, north, east, west and the southside | |
Everywhere | |
I go there' s a goon on the corner | |
Guns and drugs cause the city' s like a sauna | |
And it' s getting warmer, and out of order | |
Tryna put a struggling mother to a mourner | |
Mr. Politician can you tell me the solution | |
What' s the answer, what' s the conclusion | |
Is it an illusion, is it a mirage | |
I see youngsters die because they tryna live large | |
And they all say Florence | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like throwing my hands up in the air | |
I know I can count on all of you | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like saying | |
Lord, I just don' t care That' s right, that' s right | |
But you' ve got the love | |
I need to see me through Check it, check it, come on, come on | |
You got the love Who' s got the love | |
You got the love Who' s got the love | |
You got the love That' s right, that' s right, that' s right | |
You got the love Who' s got the love | |
You got the love Who' s got the love | |
You got the love Check it Dizzee Rascal | |
We are living in the days of the credit crunch | |
Give me the dough | |
I' m tryna have a bunch | |
But I can' t have rice for lunch | |
It' s not there ain' t enough to share | |
It ain' t fair never dreamed that he could be rare | |
Who cares who dares to make a change | |
Everybody' s in the club trying to make it rain | |
But not for famine just for the sake of having 15 minutes of fame and everywhere' s the same | |
Again and again | |
I see the same thing | |
Everybody acting like they play sailin' | |
But I see rough seas ahead maybe a recession | |
And then a depression in whatever profession | |
This is my confession | |
I can' t front | |
I' m in the forefront | |
Living for money ready to start like a bungee jump | |
With no rope but | |
I ain' t trying to see the bottom | |
Because that' s where | |
I came from, | |
I ain' t forgotten, Florence | |
You got the love Who' s got the love | |
You got the love | |
You got the love Who' s got the love | |
You got the love | |
You got the love That' s right, that' s right, that' s right, that' s right | |
You got the love | |
You got the love | |
You got the love Who' s got the love, who' s got the love, who' s got the love | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like throwing my hands up in the air | |
I know I can count on all of you | |
Sometimes | |
I feel like saying | |
Lord, I just don' t care | |
But you' ve got the love | |
I need to see me through |