Good Feeling

You've just moved into your student house

You're from the school of hard knocks, you're in uni now

But the first room you see looks awful and it stinks

And the state of the whole place forces you to think:

I was meant to move into my student house

But the last tenant hasn't started moving out

And the guy who takes my rent didn't force him to be swift

Cause he's not a landlord, he's a Lord of the frigging Sith

He's in it for the dough, he's got a dark side because of it

If I call, he won't give a fuck how bad the problem is

Whenever we talked, he was ever so withdrawn

Apart from when he wanted to know how fast I'd deposit

The cash, that's two month's rent, into his account

I have, but has the goon done anything about

The guy that still sees this as a place to live

When he's squatting like a woman does, taking the piss?

No. I've spent my life taking similar answers

So I'm asking: do I have to pay to live with this bastard?

Yes, cause it's the middle of the night, so he can't leave

Now, I could throw a tantrum, or I could throw a party

Life has been so crazy, but I've got a good feeling

So I wanna share it, but I'm new to this

I wanna fill my cup, lift it up to the ceiling

I don't really care who I do it with

So, now you're on Facebook, creating your event page

Nearly changed your mind because you ain't got very many mates

Lose the doubts because it never really matters

"It's a student house, so there will definitely be crashers"

That's what you tell yourself. Oh, you're such a wise kid

You're throwing your first party and the whole world's invited

You don't want thieves, you're only ready to meet the minglers

Cause people take advantage and you've never been to Wimbledon

You set the date and make your event public

Now you've got two weeks to make sure there's enough drink

And when you come back from picking up a few Stellas

The house really won't be big enough for two Tennents. Get it?

But that's enough beer humour

Tomorrow can't come any sooner

The minute you wake up, it's over

Like cricket for matey on the sofa

I hope they all come through for me

Even if they don't reply

I don't do this sort of thing usually

But I wanna know what it's like

I'll study hard if I'm welcome

Because it doesn't happen overnight

When I hit the parties, I'll tell them

"Show me yours and I'll show you mine"