Текст песни The Streets - It Was Supposed to be So Easy
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It was supposed to be so easy...Just take back the DVDWithdraw that extra moneyTell mum I wouldn`t be back for teaThen grab my savings and hurrySo first to get the film back in timeTo avoid that big fineI had to do a fast hill climbBut a faster declineBut I flew a bit quickArms like a lunaticHad to stop for a few ticksI started feeling sickGot to the video shop in a stateBut chuffed it, wouldn`t be lateOnly when he flicked open the caseI`d left the disc at my place[Chorus]Today I have achieved absolutely naughtIn just being out of the house, I`ve lost outIf I wanted to end up with more nowI should have just stayed in bed like I know howSo I failed on the DVDBut I still had to get the moneyTell mum I couldn`t make teaGet the savings and then hurryRushin` to the cash machineStill a bit mashed and leanThen of course a mandatory carDrives by and splashes meGet there the queue`s outrageousLadies taking agesMy rage is blowing gaugesHow long`s it take to validate your wages?At last my turn comesPress the 50 squid button: Insufficient funds[Chorus]So I failed on the DVDCouldn`t withdraw any moneyBut I still had to call mumGet the savings, and then hurrySo to call mum so thatI could tell her I can`t go and thatAt least I remembered my phone, manI didn`t know her number offhandWhere`s my phone, have I got it?Oh this is a crock of shit!I lost the fucking thingWait, wait, it`s in my pocketBut the batteries nearly flatGot to call, quick snapAww shit, the battery is flat[Chorus]So I`ve failed on the DVDCouldn`t withdraw any moneyOr call mum about teaI`ll have to get the savings and hurryBut where was the money?I knew I`d left it on theSide, next to the tellyThis is not even funnyI left it in the living roomReady to pick up as soonAs I passed throughOn the way out to the rendezvousSo the shoebox full of moneyJust disappearing from meThat`s not what I call funny+A grand don`t come for free+[Chorus]Oy, soaked to the bone in me jeansYou want me to stop?I imagine my mum`s weeping right nowAnd the thousand pounds you sworeThat I left on the table this mornHas simply disappeared before my eyes, his eyes, and yoursAnd I`m a thousand pounds poorerHundred thousand pennies, no moreA thousandth of a million squidOr two monkeysOr a whole fifty scoresGone, withdrawn, from my lifeThe money is no more for sureIt was supposed to be so easy...