Sticks 'N' Stones

Album: Sticks and Stones (2009)
Charted: 15
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  • When there's no one left to fight
    Boys like him don't shine so bright
    Soon as I see the dust settle
    He's out on the town tryin' to find trouble
    When there's no one left to fight
    Boys like him don't shine so bright
    Soon as I see the dust settle
    He's out on the town tryin' to find trouble

    I took a train again away from shame
    And blame a city pained to see
    A friend I hadn't seen since I was drinking underage
    I was a ten a day, how'd you say, little shit
    White lightning, heightening all my courage, quick wit
    We're as thick as thieves and wannabes
    Buttoned shirts and whiskey
    Mutton dressed as lamb a fan of bands
    Like the Jam Jam Jam Jam
    I don't know who I am, he said I dunno if I can
    I said yeah man, you can-can

    When there's no one left to fight
    Boys like him don't shine so bright
    Soon as I see the dust settle
    He's out on the town tryin' to find trouble
    When there's no one left to fight
    Boys like him don't shine so bright
    Soon as I see the dust settle
    He's out on the town tryin' to find trouble

    Drunk and being sick, I feel like shit
    I gotta quit I hope I haven't missed the last train
    Gonna be stuck in Hampton Wick
    With the boys across the platform
    Shouting lightweight prick
    I'm a featherweight champion, cheap to get pissed
    Wish Candy were here with me, she'd deffa deal with it
    Tell 'em all to shut their mouths and go suck their mommas dicks
    'Cause she ain't no she ain't that low, three fingers down
    Or the other two up, and I'll sing this proud

    Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
    And I haven't got time for you either
    With your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones
    I take 'em home on my own
    Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
    And I haven't got time for you either
    With your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones
    I take 'em home on my own

    As I travel down the track all my memories flood back
    We were runnin' at ease from enemies
    Back to your momma's flat
    It's the only place but home I feel relaxed enough to crap
    I know it sounds crude, but there's something in that
    How's Danny doin'? Hear he's high flyin' and that
    Stockbroker in the city with a lady and a baby
    And Fee, is she free from the demons she had
    Was it two months clean, routine to relapse

    Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
    And I haven't got time for you either
    With your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones
    I take 'em home on my own
    Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
    And I haven't got time for you either
    With your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones
    I take 'em home on my own

    She smoked all of your weed
    That's why the loved ones out to leave
    Why when you take the lead they stab you in the back
    'Til you can't breathe, when you're bleeding on the floor
    And no one hears your call at all
    She screamed out to the party
    You are sheeps and cattle

    I was hanging out with Louie in the shooting gallery
    When the news got through to me about you and Jeremy
    Pat on my back, and a swig on my brew
    You're still my friend, it's impossible to hate you
    Cradle to the grave, I know we always misbehave
    People latch down and then they rain on our parade
    Girls we love leave when we want them to stay
    Like today, remember, what Joey say?

    When there's no one left to fight
    Boys like us don't shine so bright
    Soon as I see the dust settle
    Let's go out and find some trouble

    Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
    And I haven't got time for you either
    With your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones
    I take 'em home on my own

    Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
    And I haven't got time for you either
    With your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones
    I take 'em home on my own

    Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
    And I haven't got time for you either
    With your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones
    I take 'em home on my own

    Runnin' with believers, no time for fever
    And I haven't got time for you either
    With your sticks n' stones, sticks n' stones
    I take 'em home on my own Writer/s: Jamie Alexander Treays
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Capitol CMG Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
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