Songtext von 3310

Like a fleck of paint I'm travelling a thousand miles an hour Mostly, I think I know my place Well, it's ten doors down and then it's three flights up on a run-down street In a place I no longer recognise to escape But if lottery tickets are won in Barnes They're used in Twickenham for wrapping coke I wanna be your status symbol, wanna be your 3310 If there's lagers at your feet If you're blackcurrant, what does that make me? Cider, you say it's because I'm sweet Like a bet I make, you're gambling Baby, I'm not a sure bet Mostly, they think I'm a disgrace 'Cause the people won't stop when they can't keep up So they keep running their mouths again Looking at you like you're in their own personal space But when lottery tickets are lost in Barnes They're used in Twickenham for wrapping up coke Wanna be your status symbol, wanna be your 3310 People 'round here, man, they ain't no joke They keep running their mouths again Wanna be your status symbol, wanna be your 3310 Well, if there's lagers at your feet If you're blackcurrant, what does that make me? Cider, you say it's because I'm sweet (Snakebites illegal now) Wanna be your status symbol, wish I was 33 again Taking back this park from joggers I wanna be your dirty weekend Taking back this park from joggers I wanna be 33 again Well, if there's lagers at your feet If you're blackcurrant, what does that make me? Cider, you say it's because I'm sweet (Snakebites illegal now) Well, if there's lagers at your feet If you're blackcurrant, what does that make me? Cider, you say it's because I'm sweet (Snakebites illegal now) Wanna be your status symbol, wish I was 33 again