You Am I - ...AND VANDALISM lyrics

I know this guy

If I'm the mayonnaise he's the cream

Some sit and wait for the ride

While others become the scene

And he can see a Wednesday morning

Like others see Friday night

It's all an open book

It's just how you vandalise

A double stitch on the shirttail

While the rest of us split on the seams

He talks about Art Blakey

And I pretend to know what he means

So now it's three gigs a night

While your girl digs up the UAE

And burn up like a matchstick

The whole damn city can see

The sun caught me hiding

Just enough for someone to see

My heart in my hands, the tracks of my glands

Cracking through the grit in my teeth

So when did you decide

That there's only so much you can lose?

The best choices come

Just when there's nothing left to choose

So you blow up letterboxes and chlorine bombs

'Coz it's a weekend blitz on the dicks who just can't whistle the tune

Yeah and yeah hit while I sit here on my hands

Measuring compliments with a spoon

And I'm never too far away

I know this guy

If I'm the mayonnaise he's the cream

Some sit and wait for the ride

While others become the scene

And he can see a Wednesday morning

Like others see Friday night

It's all an open book

It's just how you vandalise