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Sticks 'n' Stones Lyrics

Sticks 'n' Stones by Jamie T  

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Sticks 'n' Stones When there's no one left to fight
Boys like him don't shine so bright
Soon as I see the dust settle
He's out on the town trying to find trouble
When there's no one left to fight
Boys like him don't shine so bright
Soon as I see the dust settle
He's out on the town trying to find trouble

I took a train again away from shame and blame and city pain
To see a friend I haven't seen since I was drinking underage
I was a 10-a-day, how do you say, little shit
White lightning heightning on my courage, quick wit

We were thick as thieves and wannabes
Unbutton shirts and whisky
Mutton dressed as lamb
And fans of the bands like the Jam Jam Jam Jam
I don't know who I am
He said I don't know if I can
I said "yeah, well you can can"

When there's no one left to fight
Boys like him don't shine so bright
Soon as I see the dust settle
He's out on the town trying to find trouble
When there's no one left to fight
Boys like him don't shine so bright
Soon as I see the dust settle
He's out on the town trying to find trouble

Drunk off being sick, I feel like shit, I gotta quit
I hope I haven't missed the last train, I'll be stuck in Hampton Wick
Well the boys across the platform shouting "lightweight prick"
I'm a featherweight champion, cheap to get pissed
Wish Candy was here with me, well she'll deffa deal with it
Tell them all to "shut their mouths" and go "suck their mamma's dicks"
But seeing as she ain't, oh no, three fingers down
And the other two up and I'll sing this proud

Running with believers
No time for fever
And I haven't got time for you either
With ya sticks n stones
Sticks n stone
I take it home, on my own
Running with believers
No time for fever
And I haven't got time for you either
With ya sticks n stones
Sticks n stone
I take it home, on my own

As I travel down the track, all my memories flood back
We were running at enemies, back to your mammas flat
It's the only place where at home, were I feel relexed enough to crap
I know it sounds crude, but there's something in that
How's danny doing, hear he's out flying and that
Stock broker in the city with a lady and a baby
And Phe, is she free from the demands she had
Was it 2 months clean routine to relapse

Running with believers
No time for fever
And I haven't got time for you either
With ya sticks n stones
Sticks n stone
I take it home, on my own
Running with believers
No time for fever
And I haven't got time for you either
With ya sticks n stones
Sticks n stone
I take it home, on my own

She smoked all of your weed
That's why the loved ones had to leave
When you take the lead, they stab you in the back till you can't breathe
When you're bleeding on the floor, no one hears your call at all
She screamed out to the party "Sheeps and Cattle"
I was hanging out with Louy in the shooting gallery
When the news got through to me about you and Jeremy
Pat on the back and a swig of my brew
You're still my friend, it's impossible to hate you
Craddle to the grave, well we always misbehave
People let us down and then they rain on out parade
Girls we love leave when we want them to stay
Like today, remember what joey says
When there's no one left to fight
Boys like us don't shine so bring
Soon as I see the dust settle
Lets go out and find some trouble

Running with believers
No time for fever
And I haven't got time for you either
With ya sticks n stones
Sticks n stone
I take it home, on my own
Running with believers
No time for fever
And I haven't got time for you either
With ya sticks n stones
Sticks n stone
I take it home, on my own
Running with believers
No time for fever
And I haven't got time for you either
With ya sticks n stones
Sticks n stone
I take it home, on my own
Running with believers
No time for fever
And I haven't got time for you either
With ya sticks n stones
Sticks n stone
I take it home, on my own



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