Me, White Noise (Live)

Lyrics

[Spoken: Damon Albarn] We're gonna play, uh A song now, which appears as a secret track on Think Tank And, uh, I want to, uh, reintroduce, uh He, an old, a old friend of ours, who, uh, started of his life Hehe, you're, you're gonna hate me for doing this, you [?] Who started of his life as Jimmy in Quadrophenia And lots of other films and then he did "Parklife" It's called "Me, White Noise" [Intro: Phil Daniels & Damon Albarn] Oi! Go! [Verse 1: Phil Daniels] Is it a little, uh, muggy little tart? No education Everybody comes in the room and out the room They're out of the room, they're in the room, they're out But that's alright, no one's hurt They're not comin' in with a pair of marraccas, are they Doin' a bit of fuckin' marracca and stuff But you know what I mean, don't ya? You know well what I mean I ain't moaning about or complaining about anything like that 'Cause that's, like what it is, you know You know, you kick a football, you kick a football, everybody kicks a football I don't wanna rant and rave here, right, at all Fair enough, fair enough, innit And like you're going "Sorry, sorry mate" So you get down now and you look at the wall And what does the wall say to ya? I ain't a mirror, fuck off That's the way it goes It's true though, innit? Don't stall, man, I've got houses to build [Interlude: Dave Rowntree] One, two, three, four [Pre-Chorus: Phil Daniels & Damon Albarn] And then you move, move, move, move You push, push, push, push And you trip over yourself and you say to yourself Why am I here? I'm here because I've got no fucking choice And furthermore Furthermore [Chorus: Phil Daniels] You're boring! You're boring! You're b-b-boring! You're boring! [Bridge: Phil Daniels] Can we stop now? Can we stop now? Can we stop now? Can we stop now? Can we stop now, please? [Verse 2: Phil Daniels] There's a lot of snides out there, you know They wanna have a little pop at your life But they're wrong They're just nasty You know, I spent all my fucking life, tryin' to do it right But it's impossible I've got a gun, you know, and I'd use it Nah, I wouldn't, I wouldn't, I wou— oh, I can't get in Ah, but then, yeah, maybe I would, maybe I wouldn't But this is England, this ain't America for fuck's sake You know, you get it? On the underground train, you're an underground train, off you go Or you're in Covent Garden Bosh, you're in Holborn Bosh, you get off the train Nobody really does that much to each other though It's just me, white noise [Pre-Chorus: Phil Daniels & Damon Albarn] And then you move, move, move, move You push, push, push, push And you trip over yourself and you say to yourself Why am I here? I'm here because I've got no fucking choice And furthermore Furthermore [Chorus: Phil Daniels] You're boring! You're boring! Oh, you're boring! And you bore me! Oh, you bore me! Oh, you bore me! It's me, white noise Me, white noise Me, white noise [Outro: Phil Daniels] Me, white noise, me, white noise Understand?