Produced By John Goodmanson
[Verse 1]
Turn up pissed up, a pariah, uninvited to his alldayer
His new girlfriend works the door there, he does not intend to pay her
Pictured reading Karl Marx beside his parents’ pool, facing ridicule he bleated:
“that doesn’t make me rich, no way, it’s only outdoor and it isn’t heated”
[Chorus]
Renato Dall’Ara, living off 2008
Renato Dall’Ara, once up then back down again
All I want tonight is a friend and a fight
Say it to my face if it satiates your appetite
[Verse 2]
Daddy came out of retirement, he took a hobby as a PCSO
Let me level this as an indictment: only a part-time grass, but a full-time asshole
They would play my requests at the guestlist’s behest, any disco all across town
But things change, now Stella’s a lager and boy she is always downed
[Bridge]
14 hands upon the paddle, seven asses sitting side saddle
[Chorus]
Renato Dall’Ara, living off 2008
Renato Dall’Ara, once up then back down again
All I want tonight is a friend and a fight
Say it to my face if it satiates your appetite
2–OH-OH-OH-A-N-D-E-I-G-H-T
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