Rawhide

[Intro: Jamie T] Rawhide, singing on the motorway [Verse 1: Jamie T] Gonna get to the post office, walk in the door Look at the shopkeeper Say, "Hello, sonny, where's your poppy? And how much money does he keep in his locky?" I heard her say and I walk away, is it got the time to go? He screams to silence, "Dad's got no money And I don't like violence, take what you want though" (That's enough of that) Ba-da-ba-ba-ba, hey-oh, hey-oh Well, they laid their plans of the mice and men Out on the kitchen floor Said, "Rookie, if you don't want to take the heat You better roll out that door" 'Cause they're leaving five 'bout minutes in the car They're gonna go driving far And oh my God, venomous hide, we'll have hides of gold And they moved on out to move it in and I know what to do Said the young man who stood next to them No longer, first of all, not part of the crew Well, oh I say, "Same time, time is moving fast" And motorways, they fly by satellite towns of the M25 [Chorus: Lily Allen] Come see all your slave Man, you give all you gave Am I the one you tried to save? The man I loved Is it all talking true? All the lies of me and you Is it all to do with pride? Young rawhide Young rawhide, young rawhide You lied tonight to me [Verse 2: Jamie T] Well, you drive away, a man on the corner Waiting on the motorway (On the motorway) Then I slide downtown to the bored satellite and the fight Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight Well, he walked in the door, said, "Sonny ain't funny Funny ain't Sonny ain't me" I'm fine and dandy, got most to hand me And no one makes no money for free (Money, money, money) Get to the post office, walk in the door, look at the shopkeeper Say, "Hello, Sonny, where's your poppy? And how much money does he keep in his locky?" I heard her say and I walk away, is it got the time to go? He screams to silence, "Dad's got no money And I don't like violence, take what you want though" Run, run, run, your hideaway Run, run, run, your hideaway Run, run, run, your hideaway Run, run, Sonny, run, your hideaway Run, run, Sonny, run, your hideaway Run, run, son, son, hideaway Run, run, son, son, hideaway Young rawhide, young rawhide, young rawhide Lied, lied, lied, lied, lied, lied, lied Lied, lied, lied, lied, lied, lied, lied to me [Chorus: Lily Allen] Come see all your slave Man, you give all you gave Am I the one you tried to save? The man I loved Is it all talking true? All the lies of me and you Is it all to do with pride? Young rawhide Young rawhide, young rawhide You lied, you lied to me [Verse 3: Jamie T] Get to the post office, walk in the door, look at the shopkeeper Say, "Hello, Sonny, where's your poppy? And how much money does he keep in his locky?" Get to the post office, walk in the door, look at the shopkeeper Say, "Hello, Sonny, where's your poppy? And how much money does he keep in his locky?" [Outro: Lily Allen] Done?