Brewster

Where you going now our David?

Don't be late now our David

And all his friends say they want to act that way

Can't understand why you want to act that way

And when you try to tell him he goes

Davy boy you're such a silly little boy

Why don't you think about your mother all alone

She's waiting for your call she's waiting, she's tired, she's bored

Why don't you go home

He get's it all from his fathers blood

Who used to be a casual, as casual as they come

Now he's gone to live in Liverpool

And David does whatever David see's

He'll give you a good kicking and he'll bring you down to your knees

If you don't believe in what he does

And all his friends say they want to act that way

Can't understand why you want to act that way

And when you try to tell him he goes

Why can't you see it's not big and it's not clever

To be fighting battles when your only cause

Is entertainment, cause you get so frustrated

Oh Davy boy he's found a brand new toy

He's gone from playing in the rubbish bins, smashing all the windows in, fighting in car parks

Now he's fucking up the flat he call's home

Why don't you go home