Just A Few Things That I Ain't Lyrics
| Song | Just A Few Things That I Ain't |
| Artist | The Beautiful South |
| Album | Gaze |
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| 作曲 : Paul Heaton & Dave Rotheray | |
| 作词 : Heaton, Rotheray | |
| When you called me a useless druggie | |
| At least you got half of it right | |
| When you called me a hopeless alcoholic | |
| I'm only hopeless after nine at night | |
| And when I said you came staggering home blind drunk | |
| If I didn't you'd get terrible fright | |
| And if this is the land of hope and glory | |
| Where's the land of hope but not quite | |
| I've been scruff bag, dirt bag, always someones binbag | |
| But never been bono or sting | |
| However I dressed never really impressed | |
| So they never got to hear a damn thing | |
| I've been bad man sad man certified mad | |
| But never 007 or saint | |
| Trendsetter go getter international jet setter | |
| Are just a few things that I ain't | |
| The time you told class I was a half wit | |
| Was my very first 50 % | |
| Previous best in any other test | |
| Was either stolen copied or lent | |
| And when you branded me and every single one of my mates | |
| A waste of time and effort to teach | |
| Why d'you give us sums if our only hope was bums | |
| On someone else's deckchair and beach | |
| I've been smart arse, mardy arse, on and off a lard arse | |
| But never been a legend to god | |
| New thing dumb thing even last year's thing | |
| Headbang? - not even a nod! | |
| I've been left-wing, secure-wing, lost stripes, gained winged | |
| We've never caused a lady to faint | |
| Wideboy, ladyboy, read it in the paper boy | |
| A few things they said that I ain't | |
| When popularity soared, hometown and abroad | |
| I spent most of it trying to breathe in | |
| Always ill at ease, too willing to please | |
| An inferior life's bargain bin | |
| When you come from a background of bargain bins | |
| You're bound to fear it ends where it begins | |
| So when nation adored we felt more of a fraud | |
| And too phoney to celebrate wins | |
| I've been scruffbag, dirtbag, always someones binbag | |
| But never been Bono or Sting | |
| However I dressed never really impressed | |
| So they never got to hear a damn thing | |
| I've been badman, sadman, certified mad | |
| But never 007 or Saint | |
| Trend-setter, go-getter, international jet-setter | |
| Are just a few things that I ain't |
| zuo qu : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray | |
| zuo ci : Heaton, Rotheray | |
| When you called me a useless druggie | |
| At least you got half of it right | |
| When you called me a hopeless alcoholic | |
| I' m only hopeless after nine at night | |
| And when I said you came staggering home blind drunk | |
| If I didn' t you' d get terrible fright | |
| And if this is the land of hope and glory | |
| Where' s the land of hope but not quite | |
| I' ve been scruff bag, dirt bag, always someones binbag | |
| But never been bono or sting | |
| However I dressed never really impressed | |
| So they never got to hear a damn thing | |
| I' ve been bad man sad man certified mad | |
| But never 007 or saint | |
| Trendsetter go getter international jet setter | |
| Are just a few things that I ain' t | |
| The time you told class I was a half wit | |
| Was my very first 50 nbsp | |
| Previous best in any other test | |
| Was either stolen copied or lent | |
| And when you branded me and every single one of my mates | |
| A waste of time and effort to teach | |
| Why d' you give us sums if our only hope was bums | |
| On someone else' s deckchair and beach | |
| I' ve been smart arse, mardy arse, on and off a lard arse | |
| But never been a legend to god | |
| New thing dumb thing even last year' s thing | |
| Headbang? not even a nod! | |
| I' ve been leftwing, securewing, lost stripes, gained winged | |
| We' ve never caused a lady to faint | |
| Wideboy, ladyboy, read it in the paper boy | |
| A few things they said that I ain' t | |
| When popularity soared, hometown and abroad | |
| I spent most of it trying to breathe in | |
| Always ill at ease, too willing to please | |
| An inferior life' s bargain bin | |
| When you come from a background of bargain bins | |
| You' re bound to fear it ends where it begins | |
| So when nation adored we felt more of a fraud | |
| And too phoney to celebrate wins | |
| I' ve been scruffbag, dirtbag, always someones binbag | |
| But never been Bono or Sting | |
| However I dressed never really impressed | |
| So they never got to hear a damn thing | |
| I' ve been badman, sadman, certified mad | |
| But never 007 or Saint | |
| Trendsetter, gogetter, international jetsetter | |
| Are just a few things that I ain' t |
| zuò qǔ : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray | |
| zuò cí : Heaton, Rotheray | |
| When you called me a useless druggie | |
| At least you got half of it right | |
| When you called me a hopeless alcoholic | |
| I' m only hopeless after nine at night | |
| And when I said you came staggering home blind drunk | |
| If I didn' t you' d get terrible fright | |
| And if this is the land of hope and glory | |
| Where' s the land of hope but not quite | |
| I' ve been scruff bag, dirt bag, always someones binbag | |
| But never been bono or sting | |
| However I dressed never really impressed | |
| So they never got to hear a damn thing | |
| I' ve been bad man sad man certified mad | |
| But never 007 or saint | |
| Trendsetter go getter international jet setter | |
| Are just a few things that I ain' t | |
| The time you told class I was a half wit | |
| Was my very first 50 nbsp | |
| Previous best in any other test | |
| Was either stolen copied or lent | |
| And when you branded me and every single one of my mates | |
| A waste of time and effort to teach | |
| Why d' you give us sums if our only hope was bums | |
| On someone else' s deckchair and beach | |
| I' ve been smart arse, mardy arse, on and off a lard arse | |
| But never been a legend to god | |
| New thing dumb thing even last year' s thing | |
| Headbang? not even a nod! | |
| I' ve been leftwing, securewing, lost stripes, gained winged | |
| We' ve never caused a lady to faint | |
| Wideboy, ladyboy, read it in the paper boy | |
| A few things they said that I ain' t | |
| When popularity soared, hometown and abroad | |
| I spent most of it trying to breathe in | |
| Always ill at ease, too willing to please | |
| An inferior life' s bargain bin | |
| When you come from a background of bargain bins | |
| You' re bound to fear it ends where it begins | |
| So when nation adored we felt more of a fraud | |
| And too phoney to celebrate wins | |
| I' ve been scruffbag, dirtbag, always someones binbag | |
| But never been Bono or Sting | |
| However I dressed never really impressed | |
| So they never got to hear a damn thing | |
| I' ve been badman, sadman, certified mad | |
| But never 007 or Saint | |
| Trendsetter, gogetter, international jetsetter | |
| Are just a few things that I ain' t |
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