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Picking up the story
from where I left off
It's 1990 now so school can fuck off
I got no GCSEs,
nothing higher than a 'D'
I couldn't tell me Mum
because she'd batter me
Me and Tate sat on the bowling
green, life was a shitter
We had five quid between us
and bought us six cans of bitter
I took me ten Benson home
and I smoked through the sorrow
If I could just avoid me mum,
maybe I'd tell her tomorrow
I stumbled through the door
I said "Mum it's like this"
She said "That man's been on the
phone and you've made the list
You're in that boy band son,
come and give us a kiss"
Phoned up Martin and Rich
and carried on getting pissed
Boys I don't believe it,
I'm going to be famous
Pick you up in a Porsche
and buy you lots of trainers
I met the other guys,
one seemed like a cock
I think it's going to be like
New Kids On The Block
I can't be bothered 'cause I'm lazy
I hate those that hate me
I can't forgive and it's crazy, baby
Now I'm a video star
Baa baa baa, ba baa baa
Do you know who you are, baby
I only wanted to get down
I'm making trouble in this town
For the five of us
I adopted four brothers,
some I liked more than others
One was like a brother
from another mother
But the lead singer
made it hard to like him
And I still loved him, despite him
The first three months,
you know I nearly quit
I played snooker with my dad,
he said "Don't be a dick
Unload the bullets,
you're mind is a gun
You're gonna shoot yourself
when they're number one"
I can't be bothered 'cause I'm lazy
I hate those that hate me
I can't forgive and it's crazy, baby
Now I'm a video star
Baa baa baa, ba baa baa
Do you know who you are, baby
I only wanted to get down
I'm making trouble in this town
For the five of us
Now it's dinner with Versace
lunch with princess Diana
And I'm gonna get battered
if I go out in my manor
'Cause as much as we were loved
we were also hated
the boys got jealous
'cause the girls got plated
And now we're famous and that,
and we're dancing and that
And I'm thinking I can sing
why am I stood at the back
So fuck the band
give me Sambuca and gak
We're all a bag of nerves
and not a band of brothers
I only wanted to get down
I'm making trouble in this town
For the five of us
And now it's breaking my heart
because the dream's turned to shit
It ain't broke but I'll
break it in a little bit
And I'm always in trouble
but I've stopped saying sorry
Everybody's worried
"What the fuck's wrong with Robbie
He not answering his phone,
he's not talking to me
I saw him on the telly
at Glastonbury"
And now I'm running away
from everything that I've been
And I'm pissed and I'm fucked,
and I'm only nineteen
I can't conform no more,
I can't perform no more
But the boys know I'm fucked
and so they show me the door
And if the truth be told
I wasn't fit enough to stay
So I put my head down
and walked away
That was the 90's, 90 to 95
I can't be bothered 'cause I'm lazy
I hate those that hate me
I can't forgive and it's crazy, baby
Now I'm a video star
Baa baa baa, ba baa baa
Do you know who you are, baby
