"The Luddite" lyrics

Found down, pub lam, work house, outhouse
Turns out I'm still a posh twat on a weeknight
Play nice, low price, low rent, nice guys
Nobody's concerned as long as it's neo-soul
My place, your pace, war paint, nanny state
Iron shirt, mini-skirt, overrated mind state
Why wait? Hydrate, Frankie goes to Bollywood
Sally called me "Blue Eyes" 'cause I did it all

'Cause I'm all for tasting blood
If ever's for you, yeah
'Cause if we never were
There's no way now that we're just friends

Big mouth, codeine, cool Dean, shit scene
Shit storm, 'na mean? Calm down, Eileen
Was I lost in the presence of something mighty?
Standing at the bar with Vanessa, chatting up Miley
Out the gents like Tony Montana
Ou-ou-out of the gents like Tony Montana
Out of the gents like Hannah Montana
Don't worry baby, you own it, girl!

'Cause I'm all for tasting blood
If ever's for you, yeah
If we weren't before, there's no way now
That we're just friends
There's no way now that we're just friends

(Lost 'em in a crowd; d'ya mind if I—)

One size fits all; Slick Ricks and Dim-Sums
Bitches not birds, 'cause birds, they get bitched on
Mean son, you've been shitted on
She's not the first dog that shitted on your lawn
So Django, tight chaps, fat stick, lip pierced
Deep pockets, short arms...
Anyone around here know a parasite or a schizophrenic?
Who doesn't like their public image limited?

So you do a line and take two shots, then anti-psychotic
Do a line and take two shots, then anti-psychotic
So you do a line and take two shots, then anti-psychotic
Do a line and take two shots, then anti-psychotic

'Cause I'm all for tasting blood
If ever's for you, yeah
If we weren't before, there's no way now
'Cause I'm all for tasting blood
If ever's for you, yeah
If we weren't before, there's no way now
That we're just friends
There's no way now that we're just friends

(Lost 'em in a crowd; d'ya mind if I read for a bit?)