I've got a flaming road to karma and a mobile phone
Was raised by the radio in a broken home
I've got a broken smile an arrogant line
I'm really no one special
but I'm in my prime
I've got a hot body girlfriend
I've got a wallet full of cash
You can bury my body
I'm just North London trash' trash

I've got a flaming road to karma and I'll do it alone
I grew up with the TV in a broken home
I've got matches of the day' black converse
I'm really no one special'
but I've seen you do much worse
I've got a hot body girlfriend
She helps me spend my cash
Then we roll on my floorboards
Like nouveau North London trash
If you don't unblock this rifle it'll blow
I've seen a ship like you come and go
I'm North London trash

I'm North London trash' trash

Yeah' yeah' yeah' trash
Trash' trash' trash

I've got pandemonium in my blood'
I'm at fever pitch
I could marry her for the money
but she's known to be a drag
my On collateral and my arrogant streak

I'm really no one special
but I'm here in my prime and my peak
My hot body girlfriend
She makes the cameras flash
You can pin up our bodies
But you can't kill North London trash
And you ain't bad looking son'
she just ain't looking for you

You ain't bad looking son'
she just ain't looking for you

You've shown a lot of fight'
but this ain't your night' or even your year
You ain't bad looking now'

watch where you're looking now

Is anybody looking now?

Oh' trash