Lyrics

Well i'm driving Clapham common Tryna get across to you And by the time i get to you I'll tell you what I am gonna do I'm gonna take you to heaven Cause right now your in hell Ill take you to my local appear down there Will take as where we've never have been Now we're heading down to Brixton doing 20 miles an hour Im turning up the radio louder And there's a party down in pit Free drinks and chips We'll have to get down there real quick At 12 o clock we'll be pissed And 1 we'll fallen to bits And in the morning we'll wake up darling My headache gives me a warning It's gonna be a hometown breakdown Hometown breakdown Hometown breakdown But it's all right son They got another bottle of brandy right here... Right here! And so we're heading down to Brixton doing 20 miles an hour And i'm turning up the radio louder There's this party down in pits Free drinks and chips We'll have to get down there real quick At 12 o clock we'll be pissed And 1 we'll fallen to bits And in the morning we'll wake up darling My headache gives me a warning It's gonna be a hometown breakdown Home we're cheap down Hometown breakdown But its all right son we got another bottle of brandy right here Somewhere in the city, people are crying Searching for love in the darkest alley Somewhere in the city, people are dying Shoot down dead in the dirty alley Its giving me a hometown breakdown Oh we're shake down Hometown breakdown But its all right son they got another bottle of brandy Hometown breakdown Oh we're cheap down Hometown breakdown But now its all gone son and we are out of the brandy its too bad