Local Town

Local Town - The BPA/Norman Cook/Jamie T/Jamie Treays

Written by：A Songs/Simon Thornton/Zomba Music

Girls staking and breaking phones

Never did go home

I don't know why I seem to defy

Anyone who wants me down

It's a crimson tide of bodily pride

That makes you fall down

It's the lustre living arseholes

Who always scream and shout

I stayed in a local town

Till the buildings fell down

The runaway bed was all I had

To remind me I'm running out

Got a call from the government

My question's to pay why at all

I was the last skivvy down

Hunting in the river bull

The lost and found

Hound dogs round this town

They shove you dead body down in the up ground

I stayed in a local town

Till the buildings fell down

The runaway bed was all I had

To remind me I'm running out

Stayed in a local town

Stayed in a local town

Stayed in a local town

Stayed in a local town

The first to break is the love one shake

And no one ever came to town

Feeling the thoughts of everyone lost

And now they've fallen now

The first to break is the love one shake

And no one ever came to town

Feeling the thoughts of everyone lost

And now they've fallen now