[Verse 1]
Three bedroom house, six live inside it
Queueing up for the bathroom is a hype ting
Che, staring out the window
All you see is rain, what's a little bit of lightning?
Chilling in the ends till police show up
If one makes a joke then they get shown up
And round here your friends are your family
If Dad ain't around then the ends grow dust
These are the times that you feel most neglected
Cause Mum just sends you to the shock to get electric
And deep down you didn't wanna go
But if you ever let her know, you'll be living on your own
And right now you're living on the road
But it's nice to know that you've got the choice of going home
It's weird cause it's busy in the pitch
But we still can't catch who's pissing in the lift

[Hook]
(Sha la la)
I'm like just give it a rest man, I know best man, please
(Sha la la)
The police are still scattered, preaching, I've had it like please
(Sha la la)
Cause all the words I'm hearing got my eardrums burning like please
(Sha la la)
If you've got nothing good to say then just keep quiet, breathe