I'm Cockney (garage)

[Intro] [Verse 1] Copper on the corner Clockin’ every move I make Boys in their Burberry Breath still smellin’ of duty-free Geezer with a scar lip Counts notes in a Tesco bag Says "Keep your boat shut Son Or you’ll end up in the canal" [Middle 8] [Chorus] It’s a bleedin’ East End racket (oi-oi!) Tea mugs Traitors Takin’ packets Singin’ la-la-la down Bethnal Green Got brass in pocket and a guilty sheen Yeah It’s a bleedin’ East End racket (oi-oi!) Mums say prayers We just stack it We’re too far in to ever stop Same old trouble with a Britpop trot [Middle 8] [Verse 2] Nan on the stairlift Moanin’ ‘bout the price of fags Uncle in the bookies Layin’ dreams on nags and rags Pies in the pie ‘n’ mash Steam on the greasy glass We talk about “goin’ legit” Then laugh as the punters pass [Middle 8] [Chorus] It’s a bleedin’ East End racket (oi-oi!) Tea mugs Traitors Takin’ packets Singin’ la-la-la down Bethnal Green Got brass in pocket and a guilty sheen Yeah It’s a bleedin’ East End racket (oi-oi!) Mums say prayers We just stack it We’re too far in to ever stop Same old trouble with a Britpop trot [Bridge] Do ya love your manor? Or just the way it pays? (oh yeah) Are we villains or just kids Who never grew out the craze? Stuck between a council flat And some made-up code of pride We kiss our crosses Kiss our luck Then take one more little ride [Chorus] It’s a bleedin’ East End racket (oi-oi!) Tea mugs Traitors Takin’ packets Singin’ la-la-la down Bethnal Green Got brass in pocket and a guilty sheen Yeah It’s a bleedin’ East End racket (oi-oi!) Mums say prayers We just stack it We’re too far in to ever stop Same old trouble with a Britpop trot [Outro]