Against The Clock

Friday night, left my 9-to-5 and I'm feeling alright

Rushed for time, always fucking rushed for time

Phone's lighting up like a fairground, group chat's going off

Me and my mates are ready for the best night of our fucking lives

Pull up to the address, Jacob's house this time

His parents are away for the weekend

So this might be the start and finish line

I can hear the tunes from outside, neighbors are fuming, sorry, mate

Walk in the kitchen, why's he heating up the plate in the microwave?

Next, I sit up on the kitchen counter

Mates around you, get it down, yeah

Has anybody got a lighter or a fiver? Tomorrow's a write-off

I'm in way over my head and it's only pre's, pass me the tilly please

It's been a mad week, we live for moments like these, safe

Yeah

House party's getting outta control

Jacob's mom's gonna lose it

No one left their shoes at the door or their manners

MC's just turned up, this place is getting lively now

Living room's looking like a dance floor

Why is everyone kissing balloons?

I'm heading outside for a smoke, but I've never smoke in my life

I need another drink and a sit-down and to take a second and