On the Back Burner

Alright, have you seen those lads?
There's a brand-new band in town
They're alright, but they're not that good, you know what the hype's about

See me, I could've made it big
I mean, I really could've been someone
I got a mate named Dave who moved to Spain
He could've had me on Radio one
I'm tellin' ya

See me, I could've made it big
But you live with the choice you choose
The signal's shit, but I'll show you later
Nearly got me a million views
He had to call it quits 'cause he had two kids
So the dream went on a back burner
And everybody round here's got a cousin or a mate
Who's best friends with Alex Turner

I'm tellin' ya
Don't believe the hype

I'm a local hero at the open mic
I got songs that I've written, me send
But there ain't many here, and I need more beer
Come, and watch me at half past ten
'Cause they all go mad for the songs I sing
They all know that I should've took off
But when he gets on stage, and he starts to play
It's guaranteed that they'll all fuck off

I'm tellin' ya
Don't believe the hype
Don't believe the hype