James Dring - The Prophet lyrics

[Verse One] There's fire in her eyes in the altercation She blames her poverty on her parents generation She says they sniffed it up their nose now they want our payments Its f**ing cold in here, the landlord's trying to make us vagrants And Jack our whiskey buddy hits him with an iron fist The landlord goes down swinging while you drink your buddy's piss I don't know what to do now that I'm definitely on a list I just sit back, drink brew with Coca-Cola communists [Chorus] I'm glad you came and turned up next to me Like a grenade with a pin out at the party You're like a f**ing hurricane next to me There's fire on the fringe whittle them down, down, down [Verse Two] I think she lost her looks to the beauty and terror She says her friends are f**ed and in the fairest of weather She asked me is it painless, am I humouring the brainless Being young and drunk and all f**ed up and being in entertainment I don't ask the questions, I don't write the rules I'm up for suggestions, I will follow you through It can't be any worse than what I've been up to It can't be any worse than what I've been up to [Chorus] I'm glad you came and turned up next to me Like a grenade with a pin out at the party You're like a f**ing hurricane next to me There's fire on the fringe whittle them down, down, down I don't know what it is that you're doing to me I haven't cracked a smile since '93 She says a pretty dull, dull place to be No sh** Sherlock, shoot them down, down, down I don't ask the questions, I don't write the rules I'm up for suggestions, I will follow you through It can't be any worse than what I've been up to It can't be any worse than what I've been up to I don't ask the questions, I don't write the rules I'm up for suggestions, I will follow you through It can't be any worse than what I've been up to It can't be any worse than what I've been up to [Chorus] I'm glad you came and turned up next to me Like a grenade with a pin out at the party You're like a f**ing hurricane next to me There's fire on the fringe whittle them down, down, down I don't know what it is that you're doing to me I haven't cracked a smile since '93 She says a pretty dull, dull place to be No sh** Sherlock, shoot them down, down, down Down down down down down down down down