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!