Camden town is where you live,
Cause you're so fucking alternative
You buy your clothes from charity shops
And chew on the straws of lollipops
You've got a black eye from your sister
Cause your boyfriend kissed her,
And when you went to hit her
You missed and broke your finger
Smoking roll-ups and drinking heavy,
So when the boys see you,
They think you're really edgy
So darling come on,
If you don't sort out yourself, it will go so wrong.
You're singing songs,
That have been underground for far too long
So darling come on,
If you don't sort out yourself, it will go so wrong.
You're singing songs,
That have been underground for far too long
Woah oh
Private school parties, worn out cardis
Getting picked up in dad's Ferrari
You always insisted, can't get better than this
But you've never had a midnight kiss.
So darling come on,
If you don't sort out yourself, it will go so wrong.
You're singing songs,
That have been underground for far too long.
So darling come on,
If you don't sort out yourself, it will go so wrong.
You're singing songs,
That have been underground for far too long
Woah oh
Don't say, you'll stay
You'll get drunk and walk away
Don't say, you'll stay
You'll get drunk and walk away
Don't say that you'll stay
(Don't say, you'll stay)
I don't believe a word you say
(You'll get drunk and walk away)
Don't say that you'll stay
(Don't say, you'll stay)
I don't believe a word you say
(You'll get drunk and walk away)
So darling come on,
If you don't sort out yourself, it will go so wrong.
You're singing songs,
That have been underground for far too long
So darling come on,
If you don't sort out yourself, it will go so wrong.
You're singing songs,
That have been underground for far too long
Writer(s): Max Davenport, Archie Davenport, William Wilkinson
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