On the Back Burner

Alright, have you seen those lads?

There's a brand-new band in town

They're alright, but they're not that good, you know what the hype's about

See me, I could've made it big

I mean, I really could've been someone

I got a mate named Dave who moved to Spain

He could've had me on Radio one

I'm tellin' ya

See me, I could've made it big

But you live with the choice you choose

The signal's shit, but I'll show you later

Nearly got me a million views

He had to call it quits 'cause he had two kids

So the dream went on a back burner

And everybody round here's got a cousin or a mate

Who's best friends with Alex Turner

I'm tellin' ya

Don't believe the hype

I'm a local hero at the open mic

I got songs that I've written, me send

But there ain't many here, and I need more beer

Come, and watch me at half past ten

'Cause they all go mad for the songs I sing

They all know that I should've took off

But when he gets on stage, and he starts to play

It's guaranteed that they'll all fuck off

I'm tellin' ya

Don't believe the hype

Don't believe the hype