Lyrics Archive
Not That Bad
Verse 1
I sit in city centres and watch the pigeons/
Pay attention for the cost of living/
Given hope from songs and rhythms/
Cut up tracks with long divison/
Sick of the competitions; and the politicians making wrong decisions/
I concentrate on the visions; before I'm rendered blind/
I'm spending time thinking the end is nigh/
But pregnant wives are on the uprise, so when we die/
Another 5 will take our spot, we hesitate or stop/
Another day that we waste, when we say we're not;/
Fooling anyone but ourselves, fucking hell/
Just a spell dwelling in light, might make us stop feeling unwell/
Put some colour back in the cheeks, we're bastards and cheats/
Looking down on faggots with dreams, or passionate geeks/
Always a bad word for someone - police are catching the thieves/
But they're blagging us for tagging up or having some weed/
And fair dos; there's segregation in a het up nation/
Where the pressures getting measured but there's never ventilation/
Education's in a fucked up situation/
Degree's handed out like sweets if you can afford to get a placement/
If you can't, you work, there's just sense in that/
Real Estate these days means you need to rent a flat/
And while your money's frittered away, you stay bitter and say/
You wish you'd done better at school, instead of piss it away.../
But what's a life with regrets? It's like a knife with no edge/
Just live it right to the death and you might beat the tests/
You might even get; pluses, from a negative earth/
Where the pessimists smirk, and you're worth as much as you can get in your purse//
Chorus x2
I reckon everyone chats crap
...But it's not that bad
I complain about Bradford
...But it's not that bad
It's years since my last shag
...But it's not that bad
And if it is that bad
I'll just get pissed and laugh
Verse 2
I feel like death warmed up and I can hear the vultures/
My veins are stressed and bulbous/
But the hiphop culture; is the only cure for stress related oral ulsars/
And if I eat more pulses and green vegetables/
I might even make it to the next Leeds Festival/
And I reckon, my life might be going in the right direction/
When I'm off work on the 5th of the 5th of the 5th at 5:55 and 55 seconds/
Price checking at Asda? That isn't for me/
I sit proud adminning in the card industry/
When you care enough to give the very least/
Cos DHL keep messing up the orders, it's getting me cheesed;/
Off, and the air conditioning's making me sneeze, cough/
Wheeze, pop; another 50p in the coke machine, "what!?" the breeze stops/
And it's hot as hell in an office; wearing a shirt/
Disregarding email policies and daring to flirt/
They're flattered but it's fairly absurd;/
They wouldn't reproduce with me if these balls were the last pair on the earth/
But blag it - I'm not looking...or maybe I am/
I'm 20 now, I'm not ready for a baby or pram/
My niece is beautiful, she takes my smile and makes it expand/
But if I became a Dad now, I'd turn as insane as my nan/
Trouble washed away on the sand, watching the tide breathe is my tai chi/
It settles my mind quite nicely/
Or a quiet tea with no sugar and lots of milk/
My postures chilled, watching the box, turning off the grill/
Eating steak I prepared, reflection makes me aware/
That life isn't that bad, but bad stuff's just taking me there/
And I need to just share my feelings - I've had a ball/
Through hard times that really haven't been that bad at all//
Chorus x2
I reckon everyone chats crap
...But it's not that bad
I complain about Bradford
...But it's not that bad
It's years since my last shag
...But it's not that bad
And if it is that bad
I'll just get pissed and laugh