Alicia Quays
Jamie T Lyrics

Mothers talk to you like nothing is better Than you going out on a Tuesday
Mothers encourage socializing and going out even on weekdays

Well I'm not sure what to do But man I swear man I'm slavin' far away
Feeling lost but working hard to overcome it

An' why is it that always on the weekend, no-one ever about to shout Are people working too hard, or drinking too hard? As a matter of fact I'm never quite sure.
Wondering why people don't do much on weekends and uncertain whether it's because they are working too hard or drinking too much

A-blaze it down & pull yourself up Pull yourself right to the hook shook man crooks
Encouraging self-motivation to rise up from troubles and manipulators

Never go nowhere with me cos I'm all on my own no pity Spit like guilty minds in the sermon movin around of this place like you never did learn them
Preferring solitude and criticizing people who are not willing to learn

I shake myself down And rattle myself out And put myself on the line to dry
Shaking away internal doubts and being unapologetically transparent

And why is it New Years Eve is always shit? Dontcha know what i mean man, deal with it it's always just the way we're rolling
Disliking New Year's Eve but accepting the routine

Your girl's that fucked off on Smirnoff Ice I think once, twice or thrice Never makes no difference to me
Being indifferent to a girl who is drunk on Smirnoff Ice

A skinny little white runt with head lice Never been better than money never been aw at least startin to see it
Comparing oneself to an insignificant and physically unattractive person and realizing money is not everything

I've always been around this town Since the first day I was born An' I've been losing frequencies and losing sound and losing everything and I squandered it all and I've been hit up I've been around I've been in the council since the first day in town An' I've still been beating, cheating, falling to the floor when kids are bickering. I've been a-bleeding, I've been a-losing Where were you when i thought what I'm choosing
Narrating a life story of growing up in the same town and losing everything despite being involved in the council

And if you aint better A lala listen up don't stress cos I start man impress ya And if you aint losing Then you aint grooving.....
Encouraging others to strive for better and work towards their goals

I'll still be down here on my own send your girl over She has a complete and utter chance with me I've been over, I've been over You've been down, you've been down Now I've been up but I'm movin'...All around the town all around and around
Sliding into self-praise and boasting of impressing other people's girls

I've been grooving I've been losin' I've been alright choosin' And now I'm back for the challenge Oh the challenge and I want some more
Recapping past struggles, choices and accepting the challenge of moving forward

Now I'm on my train Life in the fast lane, never gave me no game And then the man says "wakey wakey it's mornin' time on the northern line"
Moving forward with life and not letting rude reminders get in the way

I'm alright bowling straight up to camden All the way from North Faringdon I'm gonna make sure I'll be tired and i realise that's inticing the right to One stone so An' too much dough And in my mind I've been sniffin up too much blow
Stating a destination, indulging in drugs and realizing consequences

I tick up the tester Regulator I'm a true man, shootin', lootin' now I'm presuming That everyone I know in here Ah the dedication, my name ah J-T an' I Roll it down roll it down Who wants to get themselves up? Who's goin'a her's? I'll get it in louder
Being confident and making subtle threats while introducing oneself

She's a fat bitch but I'd still give her........one. I'm a cheeky son Where they from? Ha - you bet they're from London
Disrespectfully describing a woman and making assumptions about people based on where they're from

Some kids they're chilling on corners Out of order I think they'd all be better t' tie their laces, rat races, hit the pages Write yer own books & write yer own spell checkers
Critiquing people who seem aimless and suggesting ways to be productive

I'm on a better man chillin' in my own room Assume to accumulate shake whaserdate Drink it down much quicker A glug glug glug on my liquor and I feel much better Talk to me about violence Never know me I sit further in silence
Relaxing solo and embracing alcohol to feel good while shying away from violence

An' when I drink it down I drink it up It fills my body and I feel fresher I tick up the tester Regulator I'm a true man, shootin', lootin' now I'm presuming That everyone I know in here
Describing how drinking makes him feel better and bragging about being a true man

Ah-la-da-da-da-da ah That's me finished... See you later Ciao Bella
Ending abruptly with a foreign language signifying bye

'S like a march in here From the left to the right Come on and stomp your feet [x3} Come on and stomp your feet[x 3]
Encouraging people to dance and stomp their feet

What am I? What am i in my own dear eyes? A-what am I? What am I in my own dear eyes? I've said so much what am I what am i what am I makes no sense no mo-o-o-ore, mo-o-ore ah-oh mo-o-o-ore ooooh what am I oh-ow-oh well I don't awwwww...etc...
Reflecting on one's identity and questioning who they really are