Kevin Coyne I Really Live Round Here (false Friends)
You ask me to write a song Saying how it really feels To have a wife and a baby and a flatlet And not enough money, money to eat You're laughing with your friends Always giggling with your friends You're saying it's the end I'm finished, I'm done, I'm driven round the bend
Chorus: I know what you're thinking
I know my brain is shrinking yeah I really live round here (x3) I'm not a millionaire and my patience is thin You're laughing at my wife Always laughing at my wife Always beaming at my wife And every time you do it, you're cutting like a knife My children they're scared They're truly truly scared Frightened out of their wits You scare them, you scare them to bits now
Chorus
Have mercy on me I'm like you, can't you see I'm just looking for a friend Friendship, friendship, this is where it ends I'm going away To some fields far away Build myself a country house I'm living in the basement as frightened as a mouse, yeah
I know what you're thinking I know my head is shrinking I really live round here (x3) I'm not a millionaire and my patience ?? I really live round here (x3)
I'm not a millionaire and my patience ?? Ah ah ah you're laughing Ah ah ah always laughing Ah ah ah laughing at me Laughing at me (repeat)
