I've been stuck
At the same shit job
At this record store
In this run down house
In a town
That's even more run down
For the past 8 years
I've had nowhere to go
I skate in circles straight from home
To work
To home
To work
To home
Although my ceiling leaks
And I guarantee
A fight out in the street
At least once a week
It's not that bad
But I sometimes wish that I could be
A pigeon in the pent-house suite
Hang up this shirt and tie
For one last time
Because this 9 to 5 life
Isn't right for me
And I don't think they'd promote the guy
Who only works his 9 to 5
To pay for all the different kinds
Of drugs we know he likes to buy
But he has bigger things going on
That you can only see
If you're from where he's from
Set off soon
It won't take you long
To get where he is going
And when you get there
Be sure
You don't forget
Where you came from
You may be branching out
But it's your roots that keep you strong
We don't wanna waste
A single chance we get
We won't hesitate
Won't leave behind our friends
Just don't forget
That in the end
We will come back for you
We will come back for you
Although my ceiling leaks
And I guarantee
A fight out in the street
At least once a week
It's not that bad
But I sometimes wish that I could be
A pigeon in the pent-house suite
Hang up this shirt and tie
For one last time
Because this 9 to 5 life
Isn't right for me
We face a wall of water
We'll walk around like they said to
If backed in to a corner
We'll jump the fence you're not meant to
This distance getting shorter
As the pain in my back grew
Who knew that getting older
Is what
Really defines you
You know it's easier than you think
But it's better to keep your clothes dry
We can still make it if we're quick
The thick of it is far behind
Although my ceiling leaks
And I guarantee
A fight out in the street
At least once a week
It's not that bad
But I sometimes wish that I could be
A pigeon in the pent-house suite
Hang up this shirt and tie
For one last time
Because this 9 to 5 life
Isn't right for me
No it isn't right for me
No it isn't right for
The Drip Video (MV)
Performed By: Sharkbait
Language: English
Length: 3:21
Written by: Ash Greenwood, Chris Hunt, Luke Cackett, Max Shirtliff, Nikita Worsley
Sharkbait - The Drip Lyrics
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I've been stuck
At the same shit job
At this record store
In this run down house
In a town
That's even more run down
For the past 8 years
I've had nowhere to go
I skate in circles straight from home
To work
To home
To work
To home
Although my ceiling leaks
And I guarantee
A fight out in the street
At least once a week
It's not that bad
But I sometimes wish that I could be
A pigeon in the pent-house suite
Hang up this shirt and tie
For one last time
Because this 9 to 5 life
Isn't right for me
And I don't think they'd promote the guy
Who only works his 9 to 5
To pay for all the different kinds
Of drugs we know he likes to buy
But he has bigger things going on
That you can only see
If you're from where he's from
Set off soon
It won't take you long
To get where he is going
And when you get there
Be sure
You don't forget
Where you came from
You may be branching out
But it's your roots that keep you strong
We don't wanna waste
A single chance we get
We won't hesitate
Won't leave behind our friends
Just don't forget
That in the end
We will come back for you
We will come back for you
Although my ceiling leaks
And I guarantee
A fight out in the street
At least once a week
It's not that bad
But I sometimes wish that I could be
A pigeon in the pent-house suite
Hang up this shirt and tie
For one last time
Because this 9 to 5 life
Isn't right for me
We face a wall of water
We'll walk around like they said to
If backed in to a corner
We'll jump the fence you're not meant to
This distance getting shorter
As the pain in my back grew
Who knew that getting older
Is what
Really defines you
You know it's easier than you think
But it's better to keep your clothes dry
We can still make it if we're quick
The thick of it is far behind
Although my ceiling leaks
And I guarantee
A fight out in the street
At least once a week
It's not that bad
But I sometimes wish that I could be
A pigeon in the pent-house suite
Hang up this shirt and tie
For one last time
Because this 9 to 5 life
Isn't right for me
No it isn't right for me
No it isn't right for
At the same shit job
At this record store
In this run down house
In a town
That's even more run down
For the past 8 years
I've had nowhere to go
I skate in circles straight from home
To work
To home
To work
To home
Although my ceiling leaks
And I guarantee
A fight out in the street
At least once a week
It's not that bad
But I sometimes wish that I could be
A pigeon in the pent-house suite
Hang up this shirt and tie
For one last time
Because this 9 to 5 life
Isn't right for me
And I don't think they'd promote the guy
Who only works his 9 to 5
To pay for all the different kinds
Of drugs we know he likes to buy
But he has bigger things going on
That you can only see
If you're from where he's from
Set off soon
It won't take you long
To get where he is going
And when you get there
Be sure
You don't forget
Where you came from
You may be branching out
But it's your roots that keep you strong
We don't wanna waste
A single chance we get
We won't hesitate
Won't leave behind our friends
Just don't forget
That in the end
We will come back for you
We will come back for you
Although my ceiling leaks
And I guarantee
A fight out in the street
At least once a week
It's not that bad
But I sometimes wish that I could be
A pigeon in the pent-house suite
Hang up this shirt and tie
For one last time
Because this 9 to 5 life
Isn't right for me
We face a wall of water
We'll walk around like they said to
If backed in to a corner
We'll jump the fence you're not meant to
This distance getting shorter
As the pain in my back grew
Who knew that getting older
Is what
Really defines you
You know it's easier than you think
But it's better to keep your clothes dry
We can still make it if we're quick
The thick of it is far behind
Although my ceiling leaks
And I guarantee
A fight out in the street
At least once a week
It's not that bad
But I sometimes wish that I could be
A pigeon in the pent-house suite
Hang up this shirt and tie
For one last time
Because this 9 to 5 life
Isn't right for me
No it isn't right for me
No it isn't right for
Writer: Ash Greenwood, Chris Hunt, Luke Cackett, Max Shirtliff, Nikita Worsley
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid