Good Feeling

Mikill Pane

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    You've just moved into your student house
    You're from the school of hard knocks, you're in uni now
    But the first room you see looks awful and it stinks
    And the state of the whole place forces you to think:
    I was meant to move into my student house
    But the last tenant hasn't started moving out
    And the guy who takes my rent didn't force him to be swift
    Cause he's not a landlord, he's a Lord of the frigging Sith
    He's in it for the dough, he's got a dark side because of it
    If I call, he won't give a fuck how bad the problem is

    Whenever we talked, he was ever so withdrawn
    Apart from when he wanted to know how fast I'd deposit
    The cash, that's two month's rent, into his account
    I have, but has the goon done anything about
    The guy that still sees this as a place to live
    When he's squatting like a woman does, taking the piss?
    No. I've spent my life taking similar answers
    So I'm asking: do I have to pay to live with this bastard?
    Yes, cause it's the middle of the night, so he can't leave
    Now, I could throw a tantrum, or I could throw a party

    Life has been so crazy, but I've got a good feeling
    So I wanna share it, but I'm new to this
    I wanna fill my cup, lift it up to the ceiling
    I don't really care who I do it with

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    So, now you're on Facebook, creating your event page
    Nearly changed your mind because you ain't got very many mates
    Lose the doubts because it never really matters
    "It's a student house, so there will definitely be crashers"
    That's what you tell yourself. Oh, you're such a wise kid
    You're throwing your first party and the whole world's invited
    You don't want thieves, you're only ready to meet the minglers
    Cause people take advantage and you've never been to Wimbledon
    You set the date and make your event public

    Now you've got two weeks to make sure there's enough drink
    And when you come back from picking up a few Stellas
    The house really won't be big enough for two Tennents. Get it?
    But that's enough beer humour
    Tomorrow can't come any sooner
    The minute you wake up, it's over
    Like cricket for matey on the sofa

    I hope they all come through for me
    Even if they don't reply
    I don't do this sort of thing usually
    But I wanna know what it's like
    I'll study hard if I'm welcome
    Because it doesn't happen overnight
    When I hit the parties, I'll tell them
    "Show me yours and I'll show you mine"

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    Composición: Adam Coltman y Justin Smith Ikpaema Uzomba

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