Me, White Noise lyrics

[Intro: Phil Daniels]
Oi!

[Verse 1: Phil Daniels]
Is it a little muggy little tart?
No education
Everybody comes in and out of the room
They're out the room, they're in the room, they're out
That's right, no one's hurt
You know they're not comin' in with a pair of marraccas, are they?
Doin' a f*ckin' bit of marracca and stuff
But, you know what I mean
Don't ya, you know, you know well what I mean
But I ain't moaning about it or complaining about it or anything like that
'Cos like that's what it is you know, you know
And you kick a football, you kick a football, everybody kicks a football
I don't wanna rant and rave, yeah, right, at all
Fair enough, innit, fair enough
And like you're going, like "Sorry, sorry mate"
You know, you get down now
And you look at the wall
And what does the wall say to ya?
I ain't a mirror, f*ck off
That's the way it goes
It's true though, innit?
Think about it
Don't stall, man, I've got houses to build
[Pre-Chorus: Damon Albarn & Phil Daniels]
And then you move, move, move, move
And you push, push, push, push
And you trip over yourself and you think to yourself
Why am I here?
I'm here because I've got no f*cking choice
And furthermore
Furthermore

[Chorus: Phil Daniels]
You're boring!
You're boring!
You're boring!
You're boring!

[Bridge: Phil Daniels]
Can we stop now?
Can we stop now?
Can we stop now?
Can we stop now?
Can we stop now?
Please?

[Interlude: Damon Albarn]
You don't even know you're innocent, hm
Mmh, [?], it's alright
[Verse 2: Phil Daniels]
There's lots of snides out there, you know
Wanting to have a little pop at your life
But they're wrong
Nah, they're just nasty
You know, I've lived all my f*ckin' life, like, trying to do it right
And like, it's impossible
I've got a gun, you know, and I'd use it
I wouldn't, I wouldn't, ah, I wou— I can't get it in
D'you know what I mean? If I got a gun, I wouldn't use it
But maybe I would, but maybe I wouldn't
But this is England, this ain't America for f*ck's sake
All I wanna know is how people get it in and I want them to get on
But I don't want everyone blowing each other off
If I had a bomb, I wouldn't blow up no one up
That's the way I feel, you know, on the underground train
You get on an underground train
You're on an underground train, off you go
Zhoom, you're in Holborn
Bosh, you're in Covent Garden
Bosh, you get out, everybody's alright
Everybody's alright
No one does that much to each other

[Pre-Chorus: Damon Albarn & Phil Daniels]
And then you move, move, move, move
And you push, push, push, push
And you trip over yourself and you think to yourself
Why am I here?
I'm here because I've got no f*cking choice
And furthermore
Furthermore
[Chorus: Phil Daniels]
You're boring!
You're boring!
You're boring!
You're boring!
You're boring!

[Outro: Phil Daniels]
It's me, White Noise
Me, White Noise, me, White Noise
Me, White Noise, me, White Noise
Understand?