Arctic Monkeys - Stickin' to the Floor lyrics

Won't somebody let me out? Don't wanna stick around no more I said they're looking at yer strange I'm sick of stickin' to the floor Not one of you's got an ounce of style in ya So now one of you f**ing hell I'll break your nose If they keep on pushing you around Keep on stepping on your toes And pick you up when you fall down Not one of you's got an ounce of style in ya Said not one of you, no Not one of you's got an ounce of style in ya Said not one of you, no