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Empty Cans Lyrics - A Grand Don't Come For Free - Streets

If I want to sit in and drink super tenants in the day I will 

No-one's going to fucking tell me Jack 

But can you rely on anyone in this world? 

No you can't, it's not my fault there's wall to wall empty cans 

 

Everyone wanted this to all go wrong for me from the start 

It's fucked up that a mans life, can just be attacked 

Watching this morning with a beer is much better relying on 

Unknown cunts for mates I was given that don't have my back 

 

Scott texted me to say he'd have a look at the TV for me 

But I layed it down telling him to fuck right off chap 

Phoned this company out the yellow pages 

Told them to take away the TV and fix it quick snap 

 

The next day they took away the TV and told me 

They'd repair the little bit that's broken round on the back 

I thought that would be that but the next bit was on top 

This was where it all started to get a bit out of hand 

 

No-one gives a crap about Mike that's why I'm acting nasty 

You know what you can do with your life, introduce it up your jacksie 

'Coz no-one gives a crap about Mike that's why I'm acting nasty 

You know what you can do with your life, introduce it up your jacksie 

 

The TV man comes back later, knocks on mine 

To say he's found something in the back of the TV 

I'm looking at it absolutely speechless 

Can't quite believe he's trying to pull this fucking stunt on me 

 

I knew it was a simple case of the power supply gone on the back 

But he's trying to tap me up for more money 

He says it's not like that and I'm like, "Fuck off and die" 

And stick up my two fingers and one more to make three 

 

He say's, "Don't talk to me like that" and I don't understand 

Face is in his face and I tell him I understand perfectly 

And he grabs my shirt and I grab his face with my hand 

So he brings his fist up and twats me a good one on my cheek 

 

Now I'm trying to pull his head down so I can knee it but he's got my ear He's twisting it round so much that it's really hurting me 

And we both go down on the floor and he pushes my head back 

Onto the corner of the fridge which is total agony 

 

Then he gets up and runs out the kitchen and out of the door 

Shouting stuff to me, slams the door shoutin' to me 

So here I am in my house, drinking on my own settee 

Everyone's a cunt in this life, no-one's there for me 

 

No-one gives a crap about Mike that's why I'm acting nasty 

You know what you can do with your life, introduce it up your jacksie 

'Coz no-one gives a crap about Mike that's why I'm acting nasty 

You know what you can do with your life, introduce it up your jacksie 

 

If I want to sit in and drink super tenants in the day I will 

No-one's going to fucking tell me Jack 

But can you rely on anyone in this world? 

No you can't, it's all my fault there's wall to wall empty cans 

 

I sat in the kitchen all fucked off 

Imagining over and over what they're all doing behind my back 

Dodgy things going on, actions I regretted 

Stain bottle with a pipe and tin foil on the matt 

 

Scott texted me telling me he'll have a look at the TV for me 

And I felt like just telling him to fuck right off chap 

But what he said about wanting to do the right thing by both mates 

And then opting to stay out, it seemed to match 

 

But I's told him he could make it up by fixing the TV 

He said that's the least he could do to square things flat 

I thought that would be that but then the next bit was mad 

This is where everything started to all turn back 

 

The end of the something I did not want to end 

Beginning of hard times to come 

But something that was not meant to be is done 

And this is the start of what was 

 

He had to unscrew about fifteen screws before he could 

Pull the panel off the back to get in the fecking thing 

But just as he did so, he said he saw something 

That slipped inside behind the panel, down the back of it 

 

Must have been some leaflets or a bill maybe 

I didn't want to lose the bill in case it was a final warning 

So we both tried to get the back off and work out 

If there was any more screws to get out or if we left any in 

 

And when he looked down the back of the TV, his eyes just froze 

Before he rammed his hand in saying, "No shit" 

He's looking at me absolutely speechless 

He can't quite believe what he's trying to pull out the slip 

 

I get up wondering what he's smiling about 

He's shaking his head at this point with the biggest of grins 

I look down the back of the TV and that's where it was 

In all it's glory, my thousand quid 

 

The end of the something I did not want to end 

Beginning of hard times to come 

But something that was not meant to be is done 

And this is the start of what was 

 

About 2 this afternoon the last of the people left my house 

'Coz they never stop chattin' till all the rackets gone 

I really feel like things clicked into place at some point 

Or maybe it's the fact that me and Alison really got on 

 

Or maybe it's that I realized that it is true 

No-one's really there fighting for you in the last garrison 

No-one except yourself that is, no-one except you 

You are the one who's got your back 'til the last deeds done 

 

Scott can't have my back till the absolute end 

'Coz he's got to look out for what over his horizon 

He's gotta to make sure he's not lonely, not broke 

It's enough to worry about keeping his own head above 

 

I shut the door behind me, huddled up in my coat 

Condensation floating off my breath, squinted out the sun 

My jeans feel a bit tight, think I washed them a bit too high 

I was gonna be late, so I picked up my pace to run 

 

The end of the something I did not want to end 

Beginning of hard times to come 

But something that was not meant to be is done 

And this is the start of what was 

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