Half Man Half Biscuit - Mate Of The Bloke Lyrics
Beware of the man who only shows you the best bitsBeware of the band who type out their set listsSometimes instead of Arthur LeeI’d much prefer some Arthur LoweAnd with you by my sideI would aspire to ascendSuch heights where we’d findTears and laughter cease to matterAnd we’d be pleasantly surprisedBy our annual water billI’m an early ’til late, indispensable mateOf the bloke who does the PAI can lend or offend, I can mend and befriendAs I help to set up the PAAs I help to set up the PAI found myself being suedBy the firm More O’FerrallI’d sprayed a graffito ontoOne of their hoardingsIt was for Monsters of RockAnd I’d sprayed “In Church Hall if wetâ€They were sealing my fateWhen I said “But I’m a mateOf the bloke who does the PAâ€And the magistrate, he was a mate of a mateOf the bloke who sets up the PAOf the bloke who sets up the PASo throw it out of courtI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m a mate of the blokeI’m lost without an inside pocketI’m lost without an inside pocketI can find my way home from Sierra LeoneBut I’m lost without an inside pocketI’m lost without an inside pocketI’m lost without an inside pocket
