The Manor - Patrick Riviera lyrics
[The Manor - Patrick Riviera lyrics]
Nous sommes Le Manoir
C'est Patrick Riviera
I smoke trees of the rolling kind
Cutter's choice with an open mind
Mate, you rolling mine? I fancy a line dance
With a kind heart, then back to the bar restart
Bruv lend me a retweet
Our nights shine like the Dubai lights in Lee green
Free your mind not your motive
We puff, puff pass with the cast that we hold in
I like shit I do shit don't need to prove it
Live for the moment, it'll keep moving
And Imma do the same
With a mind in time with ya 'buca brain
No game, they done to death
Had a 'undred life got a 'undred left
What's left for the best on the decks
Good nights and a life full of sex I'm bless
Out in the sunshine quick with the one line
She's looking magnifique
She asked how I was put me right on the spot
Oui, ca'va bien merci
Yer cause she thought like me but she spoke so different
Love won't tear us apart it's the distance
But in a life that can change in an instant
Is there really any room for that wisdom
Well I ain't' never cared
Especially in the sun and a little warm air
And I'm still bare in a striped deck chair
In a postcard view like wish you were here
Calm, fools rush in but the smart men wait
That's what I say when I turn up late
I take my time and the moment's in
Like let me have a snout then we'll go back in
Je ne suis pas ce que votre papa expected to see
All the time you invested in me, mon amis
Was it worth it oui, oui
Je suis cut from a different cloth
Must've fell from a next tree
Fumer ça ma not trees please
Beckenham steeze lagging in breeze, geeze
Porter my cleanest chemise cost p's
Je m'appelle Scotty Stackets
J'adore le rackets Polo Ralphy
Not Hackett, I seen them jeans before
Not these exclusive denim
Plus ma copine est un weapon copine est un stunner
Bring your champion and we'll make him a runner
Je voudrais si sont Mayfair, pain français
And some butter, accas no less than a oner
Go back to sleep
Tu ne peux pas parler a mon équipe
You can't manger where I eat the menu's too steep
Play for keeps, do shows for your peeps
Two flows for the fans
Jonny Dutch ball' 'ead look like Zidane's
House parties round Dan's
Big fuck off retirement plans
Retirement soiree, français non parler
Comment tu appelle darling
I ain't got a roll neck or a side parting
I'm not a connard mes cheveux sont curly
But I'm still rock 'ard see me down Goddards
Pie and mash addict clap it like magic
At it like packet you'll see doubler, une
Doubler, doubler, tripler, doubler
Un, deux, trois, fini
Yo fucking hell what is it finished is it done already
Yeah, yeah we're all done for the evening you've been a wonderful audience, don't do what we did sessions
Yeah live and direct Manor FM one night only
Well, looks like it's done now innit, it's bit of a wrap
What's the last song coming in next, what't it called?
Erm we've got for the moment coming in next we're going to take it back a little bit it's a bit of a throwback
Couple a' shoutouts, couple a', couple a' shoutouts first right
First person I want to shoutout is me
Shoutout to me I think I done a stellar job on this one what do you reckon Dan?
You done your family proud yet again Scotty mate
Yeah shout out you 'n all Dan shoutout to Dan
Shoutout, shoutout that other geezer Jonny or whatever his name is who's, who's actually ducked out to go down the chicken shop already
Go spend my snout money on some hot wings
Get Dan Superkings instead of king size and come back with some red Rizla
But we love him really don't we, we love him really
Shoutout the producers, shoutout Drifta, hang tight Drifta back there
Hang tight man like Yanaku
Hang tight DistriKt, Sweely, the lotta ya
We'll probably be seeing more of you lot soon depending if we sort out this retirement business or not
Well who else, who else?
Don't forget the mums and dads
Hang tight my mum and dad
And stepdad don't forget that as well
And Jon hang tight Jon's mum and dad and grandma Beryl and my dad hang tight you nan see you Easter Sunday
Gotta shout out all the lads as well, lads army
Lads army
The fans, you people listening right now more importantly than anything, you're top, top people
Hang tight my dog, man like Money dog, hang tight your dog as well, Barney dog
Shout out road dog you'll know him if you've seen the fresh out the kettle's
Who else we got who else?
Oh can't forget shout out all the girlfriends as well yer, hang tight the girlfriends
Bruv, bruv, bruv, bruv where would we be without them one night stands
I can't really shout that out for certain reasons
You've had one ain't ya
Nah I've never had a one night stand me, in fact, I'm actually a virgin
But yeah right enough of this next track last track "For The Moment" Manor FM we fucking love it
Ain't we calling this one "Pickled Egg" you cunt?
Bruv don't chat shit I wanted to call it "Pickled Egg" you man were the ones chatting shit