That boy must be a maniac They gave him every chance and he gave it right back He turned around and said "oh no, I don't need you Don't care for your sound, I don't even need you"
Mum and dad were poor when we were born Strived all their life not just to strive for more Had to escape the walls that made them I'll tell you a story, you won't even blame them
We found solace in melody Kicking footballs and climbing trees A far away land of our own Me and Amy-Jo
So come outside cause I got what you need Stand by my fire when you've got nothing I'll knock you down, I'll pick you up Drag you back inside and drink from the sweet FA Cup
That boy must be a maniac They gave him every chance and he gave it right back He turned around and said "oh no, I don't need you Don't care for your sound, I don't even need you"
So come outside cause I got what you need Stand by my fire when you've got nothing I'll knock you down, I'll pick you up Drag you back inside and drink from the sweet FA Cup
So come outside cause I got what you need Stand by my fire when you've got nothing