I catch the train to just past yours So I can walk the same way to catch my thoughts I heard you text and then I heard you call I used my mega rider cos I know your sort The bus was late but then so were they I guess I'll let em off cos their just my mates And yeah, they tell me a million times To shut up moaning To enjoy the ride But we are, from the rough estates And who actually cares When you've got your mates The walk home after from the night before You're all alone and your heads rate sore Stumbling past the 24 hour I'll nip into buy some more cherry sourz I tell myself I'll never do it again But I know I'll see the same road next weekend And yeah, they tell me a million times To shut up moaning To enjoy the ride But we are, from the rough estates And who actually cares When you've got your mates You spend the night on the fruit machine Emptying your coat pockets and your jeans Take what you've got or you can gamble it all And fine I'll stay out with you after all And yes, oh you could stay out late But you know full well that you'll get in a state And sitting in the corner where you're at Don't take advice from the bloke in the bucket hat Oh no