Graham Coxon
Advice

Why can't you realise?
Just get more paralysed
Then get the rabble round
And shoot the arrows out

Go write a new song
You're so discerning
Fall out of my tongue
It's quite determined
Don't think of stopping
When you see a stop sign
Just keep on playing the groovy
Records 'til the morning

Disjoint the pint
Just shut the point
Tough break, man
It's not enough
Completely tough
Fucking enough

You mind me standing here
Talk through your adenoids
They're sharpening their knives
A pull before you rise
I wrote a new song
While I was touring
Man, it was no fun
Totally boring
Don't think of singing 'til
You see the white eye
Turn up the fuzz and dull your
Senses 'til the morning

Shit

Why can't you realise, just get more paralysed
I'm feeling pretty much back where I started
And it's quite concerning me

Someone gonna give you advice 'til the morning
Giving you continual advice until the morning
Someone gonna give you advice 'til the morning
Giving you continual advice until the morning
Someone gonna give you advice 'til the morning
Giving you continual advice until the morning
Someone gonna give you advice 'til the morning
Giving you continual advice until the morning
Someone's gonna give you advice 'til the morning
Giving you continual advice until the morning
Someone gonna give you advice 'til the morning
Just push it to the back of my mind
Just push it to the back of my mind
Just push it to the back of my mind
Extend to the back of my mind
Extend to the back of my mind
Extend to the back of my mind
Extend to the back of my mind
Extend to the back of my mind

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