English Son Lyrics

Waiting for the English sun

Does seem to take some time

Waiting for our drinks to come

It clicked you'd not be mine

I had my suspicions

But I need not make them known

Sewn a seed right in my heart

Pulled back before it's grown

I know that the English sun's

Got nowt to do with me and you

But sometimes it's just easier to lie

Than it is to tell the truth

Answers to Jim

But his name is James

Win stupid prizes

When you play stupid games

These days that old English son

Just seems to get too hot

I know it's not just my imagination

There's beet-red cheeks all across the nation

What the fuck have we done

I want my dad and my mum

To come and tell me

That I'll be okay

These days they have been

Too hard for us to see

The woods for the trees

Keep me at bay

Waiting for the English sun

Does seem to take some time

Waiting for our drinks to come

It clicked you'd not be mine

I had my suspicions

But I need not make them known

Sewn a seed right in my heart

Pulled back before it's grown