Papa

Lyrics
[Verse 1] You don't have much time left so Let's use up what we got Yeah, it's on days like this I Wish we believed in God [Pre-Chorus] You're looking back at your life I'm looking forward at mine It's true but it don't make sense That we're both running out of time [Chorus] Remember Thomas The Tank Engine and the sips of gin on a jet-lagged winter night Remember the way you drove those London roads, had to hold on for my life You were like fee-fi-fo-fum coming up the stairs We'd laugh, me and Jack, saying, "Papa, I'm scared" Now I'm really scared [Verse 2] You talk just like the old you And then you start to cough I'm tryin' to be strong but It's obvious I'm not [Pre-Chorus] You're looking back at your life I'm looking forward at mine It's true but it don't make sense That we're both running out of time [Chorus] Remember Thomas The Tank Engine and the sips of gin on a jet-lagged winter night Remember the way you drove those London roads, had to hold on for my life You were like fee-fi-fo-fum coming up the stairs We'd laugh, me and Jack, saying, "Papa, I'm scared" But now I'm really scared [Interlude] Message received Friday, May 31st At 11:33 p.m Joe, I'm in the Buckley Ward I think Room eight, and I'm really knackered and I really wanna go to bed [Chorus] I'll always remember Thomas The Tank Engine and the sips of gin on a jet-lagged winter night Remember the way you drove those London roads, had to hold on for my life You were like fee-fi-fo-fum coming up the stairs We'd laugh, me and Jack, saying, "Papa, I'm scared" Now I'm really scared [Outro] Okay, I'll speak to you perhaps tomorrow morning Okay, I love you, darling
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Credits
- Writers
- Thomas “Tawgs” Salter
- Simon Wilcox
- Scott Helman
- Gordie Sampson