Interpret:

Lily Allen

Album:

Alright, Still

Do you think, everything, everyone, is going mental


It seems to me that it's spiralling outta control and it's inevitable,
Now don't you think,
This time is yours, this time is mine,
Its temperamental


It seems to me, we're on all fours,
Crawling on our knees,
Someone help us please


Oh Jesus Christ almighty,
Do I feel alright? No not slightly,
I wanna get a flat I know I can't afford it,
It's just the bureaucrats who won't give me a mortgage


Well it's very funny cos I got your fuckin money,
And I'm never gonna get it just because of my bad credit
Oh well I guess I mustn't grumble,
I suppose that's just the way the cookie crumbles


Chorus
Oh yeah, I'm fine,
Everything's just wonderful,
I'm having the time of my life.


Don't you want something else,
Something new, than what we've got here,
And don't you feel it's all the same, some sick game and it's not insincere


I wish I could change the ways of the world,
Make it a nice place
Until that day, I guess we stay, doing what we do
Screwing who we screw


Why can't I sleep at night,
Don't say it's gonna be alright,
I wanna be able to eat spaghetti bolognaise,
and not feel bad about it for days and days and days


In the magazines they talk about weight loss,
If I buy those jeans I can look like Kate Moss,
Oh no it's not the life I chose,
But I guess that's the way that things go