"Fatboys Cafe" lyrics

"Fatboys Cafe"

I'm so happy
I don't know what's lacking
God forbid this but
If God does wish then 'cause
On the beach, lay my ashes

The Portslade side
Where Fatboy Slim's new café is
I think that I'll be a good one
'Cause I know what a dad is
Touch my yout, girl, mum
Then I'm swinging spanner's
I shouldn't be so uptight
Something that I need to manage

Memories from I was a kid
Football matches down the vic
Grateful for all you did
Did for ish
Not quite in

When I got caught calling sick
Fuck this job, I'm on bits
Over time, I over think
All the things, all the things
All the time that I coulda been big
All the time that I coulda been rich
And if you don't like me, then cool
Do you think that I give two shits?

And we all did, all got nicked
Remember when I got beat, broken ribs
Remember when I got caught watching
I guess that I love them tits

But it feels like home
To me, it feels like home
To you, it feels unknown
Not like me, you don't know

But it feels like home
To me, it feels like home
To you, it feels unknown
Not like me, you don't know

Memories from way back then
Rolling zoots at George and hens
Can't do stuff like that no more
If I do that, I'd lose my head
Arsenal playing, lose my bet
Ten pound on, ten pound less
Think if I put more on next game
Then there's chance to get my ten

Remember the days when we weren't bad
Football matches with my dad
And If I had to make one wish
Then I'd wish to get them back
Rest in peace mark
And Dan, I hope you know
I love you back
When life gets shit, tall we stand
Life gets shit, but it's all we have

But it feels like home
To me, it feels like home
To you, it feels unknown
Not like me, you don't know

But it feels like home
To me, it feels like home
To you, it feels unknown
Not like me, you don't know

When I'm in Slade, it feels like home
When I'm in Spain, it feels like home
When I'm in Manchester up north or Bristol
London feels like home

So yeah
You don't know anyone when you go there
If I do a show there, I can make doe there
I go because it feels like home there

Please, nowhere that I'd rather be
So proud that I grown up here
The place with stones that's on the beach
I'm proud that I belong up here
More proud I could not be
And maybe not to you
But it feels like home to me
Yeah, it feels like home to me


Writer(s): Frankie Thomas Stew, Harvey Elliot Gunn-humphryes, Bastiaan Johannes Van Der Vlist
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