Easy Easy (Live)

This is our last song Well, same old Bobby, same old beat Oh yeah, they got nothing on me The same old cars, same old streets Oh yeah, they got nothing on me, aye Easy come and easy go Oh yeah, I'm sure I told you so Oh, they just want you for your dough Oh yeah, I'm sure I told you so, ah And while your dead-end job Shit eating away your life You feel little inside The trouble and strife And now you spend your evenings searching for another life Oh yeah, I think, mate I think you've got her in your sights Well, easy, easy No need to take that tone Well, easy Man, just leave us alone I'll be one minute on the phone, whoa! Oh no, I should've kept my receipt 'Cause the sandwich I bought, it's been off for a week And 'low Tesco's stealing my money When positivity seems hard to reach I keep my head down and my mouth shut 'Cause if you're going through hell Well, just keep going Well, you're easy Man, just leave us alone I'll be one minute on the phone, woah!