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Jamie T - On Holiday lyrics
First line last line a tick from the mad man
 Tambourine Sam hit the bells hard like van damme
 Ramshackle both hands slam into a shoe box
 Tick a tock a clock watch a band from the right
 incited heavy violence with bottles, bricks, bits and bobs
 scared the tyrants
 innocence we all got sirens
 sound from the silence
 Migrants run up through your tunnels, end up in the highlands
 Bygones are long gone
 and my love is oh so realistically near none
 strongest still here son
 car parked argument a man woman re-run
 the same old backchat targetting the loved one
 highly strong person
 staggers round old london
 knows most mans from the harlesden to junction
 blaggered off a potion
 approachin'
 polka dot loves with a notion
 an unprovoked token
 She's away, get away get away on a holiday
 Ain't no need to be givin' notice
 She's away, get away get away on a holiday
 Ain't no need to be givin' notice
 No corner stone turned over
 I come with a creak through the floorboard
 crack when you bunning on your sofa
 shiver down your sides long time
 a cold shoulder drive your man awake way like daisyJamie T - On Holiday - http://motolyrics.com/jamie-t/on-holiday-lyrics.html
 chauffered for them five minutes
 a fucking soldiers shellshock patient trapped in on your own
 blood red water drank from the river
 since trouble (?) they poisoning your liver
 first line and last line the fuck you can figure
 all this stress is the finger on the trigger
 bootlickin country a (?) russia
 just don't wanna tell you stop now or never
 with a tripped up bootleg and the vinyl skipping
 soundtrack to (?)
 bought from a man with the yellow stained tongue
 I got the strum (?)
 I'm halfway up the wall to where my song got sung
 of the crimes we done
 the time we done
 about the son he shunned
 from much too young
 (?) far flung with a stone unturned
 they seemed to be burnt from the mic mans angry
 the pockets too jangly
 the prophets go start and stumble
 walls of jericho crumble
 the screaming of the innocents trapped in the rubble.
 She's away, get away get away on a holiday
 Ain't no need to be givin' notice
 She's away, get away get away on a holiday
 Ain't no need to be givin' notice
 Well I thank you all very much for coming this evening.
 It really made my night.
 It would have been real strange here if nobody would a showed up.








