Dancing On A Weeknight Lyrics

Some prick at the back thinks he's funny,
Chatting up your girlfriend and calling her honey.
Angular haircut and trouser puff waist,
Eighty pound t-shirt that looks cut and paste.
Trustfund hipsters, trustfund scenesters,
Flit like flies, look like brothers and sisters.
Trustfund hipsters, trustfund scenesters,
Slumming it from their house in Hampshire.

If I wanted trilby's I'd watch Emmerdale,
I want rock & roll, not a mid 50's male.

Don't look at the band, but look at the crowd,
A name on the net will do you proud.
One band playing 4 nights in a row,
putting taste trust in someone you don't know.
Crooning boy and screeching girl,
You know the plot, watch the story unfurl.Macaca Mulatta - Dancing On A Weeknight - http://motolyrics.com/macaca-mulatta/dancing-on-a-weeknight-lyrics.html
Generic looks and generic tunes,
Come on surprise me, bring me into the room.

If I wanted disco beats I'd watch the Bee Gees,
I want rock & roll not the 1970's.

Dancing on a weeknight,
You'll be lucky. (x8)

Top 50's handed out like cake,
Didn't get one, can't your label pay?
Tour a band in the back of a van,
Next time round the whole shebang.
10's to 1000's over night
You didn't sell enough, your future's not bright.
A big fat wallet for all to see,
Not put together but forced to be