Young, Cool and Confident

I met a girl last week

She was young, cool and confident

The way she spoke was all unique

I tried to think of compliments

Young, cool and confident

 

I touched her leg

I cracked a joke

I stood outside and watched her smoke

I paid for her vodka and coke

She’s young, cool and confident

 

She linked my arm from bar to bar

Sang like a star at karaoke

On my knee when pubs were pokey

Said she loved me, sounded jokey

Young, cool and confident

 

More then more young boys surround her

Jumping graves in seats around her

Laughing harder

Talking louder

Young, cool and confident

 

She held their eyes

she hypnotised

she magnetised

and mesmerised

all the time she had them feeling

Young, cool and confident

 

Jaw line

Smokey eyes

You’re fine

Won’t deny

Born charisma

Nonchalant

Young, cool and confident

Steal My Thunder

You try to steal my thunder

You cling to drag me under

You suffocate with thick fog

Then smile and ring my number

 

You’re there for my support

Need nothing of the sort

You pull me down to hold me up

Then act like I was caught

 

You love to think there’s something wrong

You love to point it out

You love to think you came along

and eased away the doubt

 

you didn’t

I’m good

Not misunderstood

Not lonely

Not lost

I’m rolling

No moss

I’m chillin

I’m live

You’re killing

My vibe

I’m not gonna choke

I’m vodka

I’m Coke

As long as you hope

I can’t

I’ll cope

With me on my side

Drinking with the rents

Drinking fun, with the rents

Away from the normality

Full of laughter, beaming youth

No hint of their mortality.

 

Years have passed, sons have grown

No responsibility

Now we’re all like mates, you know

With endless possibility

My friend said something racist

My friend said something racist

I didn’t see it coming

He said it with a look

as if he thought I’d find it funny

 

Was it really racist?

It sounded quite disgusting

I thought him pretty cool before

Now I no longer trust him

 

Maybe he was only joking

Quoting someone else

Maybe he was smoking something

Not feeling himself

 

Maybe he was showing off

Perhaps he’s insecure

I’m trying to find excuses

For language that I abhor

 

If I told him what it sounded like

Maybe he’d regret it

My friend said something racist

And now I can’t forget it.