Geezers Need Excitement Lyrics - Original Pirate Material - Streets

Geezers need excitement 

If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence 

Common sense, simple common sense 

Geezers need excitement 

If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence 

Common sense, simple common sense 

Out the club about three, to the take away 

The shit in a tray merchants 

Shops got special perchant for the disorderly 

Geezers looking ordinary and a few looking leery 

Chips fly 'round to the sound of the latest chart entry 

An incendiary waiting to blast 

No harm with the contest, who can throw the furthest 

Behind the counter they look nervous, but 

Carry on cutting the finest cuts of chicken from the big spinning stick 

Then over flies a chip, flips, and hits you on the back 

You spin 'round on the attack "Fuck you playing at?" 

He looks like a Cheshire cat, almost falls down 

Your frowns and Superman eye lasers don't even register 

By now you want to leather this twat 

And forever your gonna regret that, your choice of path 

So mash his head up and your girl's now fed up 

But stop to think and it's never gonna be 

The Jackie Chan scene it could have been to end up 

Geezers need excitement 

If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence 

Common sense, simple common sense 

Geezers need excitement 

If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence 

Common sense, simple common sense 

So you owe someone money subbing scunny 

Best pay me Billy, no worries 

One fifty on Sunday 

But in someway that turns into Wednesday 

Then goes straight to pay on a hazy evening in the local bar cafe 

What a way, what a way 

Just to recap for those at the back 

This is everyday tit for tat you owe your dealer 

And can't pay back fee 

Suddenly he's the baddy 

So you tell your mates you could 

Have him anyway, to look 'geez' 

But he's a shady fuck, Beamer three series 

Lock, stock and two fat fucks backing him up 

Can't convey enough of his desire for the paper stuff 

In a blunt fashion, Billy's angry with a passion 

So please just accept it ain't happening and go back to your runnings 

'Cause you might get yourself in trouble one of these days 

Geezers need excitement 

If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence 

Common sense, simple common sense 

Geezers need excitement 

If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence 

Common sense, simple common sense 

Get hold of this bird after pub closing hours 

Would your girl like this? 

No don't think so somehow, in the winter showers 

But she'll never know and your face will never show shit 

This is how goes it and besides she was well fit 

And who could resist 

Move up to the next place,a smooth club 

To flex bass beats and your best mates all down 

Nice sound, Smirnoff ice rounds 

MC's clowning, [Incomprehensible] boys frowning 

Every thing's sweet, every thing's tucked in 

And 'round here we're all downing 

But all of a sudden though, just through the smoke 

Is your bird laughing and joking with a bloke? 

Ain't just that either, as she moves closer 

Miss-shape what looks like their lover, he's tonguing her 

All rage sweeps up through your torso 

You're more so ready to go over and show him who's man 

Football fan style 

Leave it in the can for a while 

'Cause even as they smile he's still got choices 

Don't listen to them voices 

Then at the end of the day you may just have caused this 

So leave the forces 

Geezers need excitement 

If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence 

Common sense, simple common sense 

Geezers need excitement 

If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence 

Common sense, simple common sense