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Stereophonics Doorman

Doorman you got an attitude Ya like immigration in a cheaper suit You'd like nothing more than to break my face No rhyme no reason no colour or race

Doorman you got an attitude Ya like immigration in a cheaper suit You'd like nothing more than to break my face No rhyme no reason no colour or race

: Doorman you got an attitude Ya like immigration in a cheaper suit You'd like nothing more than to break my face No rhyme no reason no colour or race

Doorman you got an attitude Ya like immigration in a cheaper suit You'd like nothing more than to break my face No rhyme no reason no colour or race

Is it heaven or hell at dawn you really go it up or your going down do you say your prayers late at night or do you save them for the desperate times

i watched the water rise in our house the rain poured in and washed out our stuff my father drank from beer bottles then he'd say we'll walk on, walk

You think your pretty special, mixing your social circle I watch you dance the night away You seem to hypnotise me, we drank until the sunday And when

Time bomb where did it go wrong Street fights in the city lights for you, who are you? The uppercut from the upper class I spilled my drink and I broke

You make do with your lot, You got a choice to make, You gotta follow your gut, Your heads in a state, You're stuck in a rut, You're wasting days, Time