Richie Culver

WOKE UP IN THE EVENING

PRAY FOR ME

TWO BOTTLES OF PISS STAND LIKE TROPHIES NEXT TO THIS SOFA THAT I CALL A BED

LEAVE YOUR KEYS ON THE TABLE AND DON'T COME HOME

THAT WAS ALL SHE WROTE

I CAN'T READ AND I'VE NEVER BEEN ON A PLANE

SO IGNORANCE IS BLISS IN A MIND LIKE THIS

NO PRESCRIPTION NEEDED

NO ADVICE WANTED

UNDERGROUND FLOWER WHAT'S YOUR NAME ?

THE LIGHT AT THE END IS A FLAME

THE PISS IN THE BOTTLES OVERFLOW

TIME GOES SLOW

IT'S GONNA BE A GOOD CHRISTMAS THIS YEAR

OUR YEAR

CREDIT CARD FRAUD ON THE HOTTEST DAY OF THE YEAR

THERE'S BEEN A WHITE VAN PARKED OUTSIDE MY MOTHERS HOUSE ALL YEAR

QUIET

KEEPING QUIETNESS AT BAY

I BELIEVE IN GOD WHEN THINGS ARE GOING MY WAY

FRANK SINATRA

MY WAY

PLAY IT AT MY FUNERAL

BUT IT'S THE VOICE INSIDE MY HEADS WAY

IT'S ALWAYS BEEN THAT WAY

NEVER BEEN MY WAY

I WANNA EAT AT THOSE POSH RESTAURANTS THAT LET YOU PAY AT THE END

I HOPE GOD DOESN'T MAKE ME PAY AT THE END.

If your broke 

I don’t need you no more 

door handle locked 

so I smash through your door 

dark hallway entrance 

much to explore 

cos you owe me some money 

and it’s gonna turn war 

whats left of our memory 

isn’t really worth saving 

password compromised by the man that I’m dating 

stood in the hall way 

there’s no way that I’m waiting 

room full of cats

there’s no way I’m relating 

a room full of cats ain’t the one that I’m choosing 

a Shotta worth robbing ?

there’s no way I’m refusing 

a hopeless romantic

thats not what he’s thinking 

a ship so confused it don’t know that it’s sinking