Easy Easy

Well same old Bobby, same old beat Well yeah they got nothing on me The same old clutch, same old streets But yeah they got nothing on me And easy come and easy go Well yeah I'm sure I told you so Well they just want you for your dough Man I'm sure I told you so And with your dead-end job That's been eating away your life You feel a little inside The trouble and strife And now you spend your evenings Searching for another life And yeah I think mate I think you've got them in your sights Well, easy easy There's no need to take that tone Well easy I'm on the telephone Man just leave us alone Ow no I should've kept my receipts 'Cause the sandwich I bought Yeah it's been off for a week And Tesco's stealing my money When positivity seems hard to reach I keep my head down and my mouth shut 'Cause if you going through hell We just keep going You're easy So easy You're easy Man just leave us alone? I'll be one minute on the phone