text: Well same old Bobby, same old beat
  Well yeah they got nothing on me
  The same old cars, same old streets
  But yeah they got nothing on me
  And easy come and easy go
  Well yeah Im sure I told you so
  Well they just want you for your dough
  Man Im sure I told you so
  And while your dead-end job
  Has been eating away your life
  You feel little inside
  The trouble and strife
  And now you spend your evenings
  Searching for another life
  And yeah I think, mate
  I think youve got them in your sights
  Well, easy easy
  Theres no need to take that tone
  Well easy
  Im on the telephone
  Man just leave us alone
  Ow no I shouldve kept my receipt
  Cause the sandwich I bought
  Yeah its been off for a week
  And low Tescos stealing my money
  When positivity seems hard to reach
  I keep my head down and my mouth shut
  Cause if you’re going through hell
  You just keep going
  Youre easy, so easy
  Youre easy
  Man just leave us alone
  Ill be one minute on the phone