Doorman lyrics

How's business this morning?

Pretty good, I made 'bout twelve, thirteen quid

And that was without not having any arguments with anyone

That's pretty, just straight

If you don't ****, gonna get your head kicked in

Shoot the messenger, string 'em up

She's a 10 plus 10, not enough

Mixed messages, wires crossed

Marry me, what you got? Too much

Tooth brush and socks

Parents minted, Mayfair, couple dogs

We go on walks, she never talks

I pour my heart out and she laps up my blood

Blue lights, double vision

Heart races like super cars

Two drinks, the rooms spinning

Zebedee, you're the ace of hearts

High society, cute kittens

Allergies, I don't like you enough

Blocked me on your private finsta

Your godmother should come play with us

Nicotine, can't quit it

Two's up, two's down

You stub it out before I finish

On my arm and I scream out "wow!"

Nicotine, can't quit it

Two's up, two's down

You stub it out before I finish

On my arm and I scream out "wow!"

Doorman, let me in the door

Spent all my money, you ain't getting no more wages

Sure Sir, Sir, are you sure?

In short, I'm not a mop you can drag 'cross the floor

Inside, shell shock

She's standing with a guy

Guys your mans stare him out

Real polite, "No, please, no thanks"

"Want a drink?", "I'm alright"

Beer goggles on, pull the wool, now I'm blind

Clear as day, I can see

You make me melt - sun, ice cream

You smooth like felt, soft to the touch

You were repellent, smell your scent from up above

Angel getting carried out the club

For slapping Harry, Harry's just a mug

I'm stood outside waiting, where you gone?

Cubicle lines, catch a cold, Jack Frost

Nicotine, can't quit it

Two's up, two's down

You stub it out before I finish

On my arm and I scream out "wow!"

Nicotine - can't quit it

Two's up, two's down

You stub it out before I finish

On my arm and I scream out "wow!"

Just about any type of drug is in

But glue-sniffing ranks equal number one with cheap booze (hello)

Cyril is a glue man

And his outlook on life is invariably, through a plastic bag

Even on the street he has something up his sleeve

To make work more tolerable

"The only thing that I won't take is steroid, y'know

If I do, I'll kick it out, it's the thing, that's the thing

Is really, really bad for you

Most, most people take, most people take things in moderation, y'know?"

• Artist:slowthai
• Album:Nothing Great About Britain