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?