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horrorshow - nice guys finish last (posse cut) lyrics

[ad-libs: solo & joyride]
“[?] it’s a bit happier and brighter than i thought it would be.”
“well, this isn’t going to be anywhere near the—what the finished beat will be i don’t reckon.”

[verse 1: solo]
on the footpath out the front of oxford arts
stinging for a stiff drink in a short gl-ss
junkies and cop cars rushing past
and i’m thinking there could be a bit of mischief on the cards
i was a friday night and the treble was clanging
and the hipsters was hanging and the ladies was banging
so uh.. me and the fellas are looking for companions
in the corner chatting to these chicks, tryna make it happen
and as far as i can tell, it’s all going swell
vibing out just hanging with my mademoiselle
but i wasn’t planning on that everyman for himself
when my boy’s step in and start chatting as well
i figure it’s game over, that’s stiff compet-tion
see my man’s got a way with women
self fashioned casanova, the other has a lady at home but
he’s still on a mission to fill his quota
and sure enough, next thing you know they’re both pairing up
and i’m back to square one thinking f-ck it i’m done
so i catch a cab home down parramatta road
listen to the cabby chatter on his phone
breath fogging up the gl-ss city lights rushing past
d-mn i should of seen it coming from the start
[hook: solo & joyride]
nice guys finish last
good girls move too fast
now you’re sitting in the back of your car
thinking that you’ve gone too far
but you’ll never know
no, you’ll never know
’cause nice guys finish last

[pre-verse ad-lib: seth sentry]
oi

[verse 2: seth sentry]
back in the day i made a song i can’t escape, it got
a strange response and either played a lot or hated on
got asked a lot which [?] the song was based upon
and did you date at all? what ever happened to the waitress from it?
don’t get me wrong, i’m about as nice as the bacon was
but f-ck it, play along and humour me
as i rewind to 2008 and teleport, i’m staring at the salad fork
she served me with the coffee that i drank [?]
carlton half of the reason that i was stuck with that piece of sh-t
cup of coffee [?] she was lovely and made it for me
the other half of the reason i was comfortable
eating there i was starved, it was cheap and i was so crazy poor
i never asked for her name ’cause i was so shy
once i’d written a rhyme about her incase she thought i was crazy, or
maybe she’d hate it so i debated for ages
and stayed away while i made up mind and ate at a sandwich store
one day i thought, ‘f-ck it, i’ll play it for her
she’ll probably love it and throw her apr-n off
on the tabletop or somethin’, f-ckin’ fairytale in the making
so later on i went back to that cafe holding “the waitress song”
i walked up to the counter, smiled and waited for her
and then i found out that she was fired the day before

[hook: solo & joyride]
nice guys finish last
good girls move too fast
now you’re sitting in the back of your car
thinking that you’ve gone too far
but you’ll never know
no, you’ll never know
’cause nice guys finish last

[post-hook: joyride]
and i should know
’cause i’m sitting at the back of the pack
man i should have seen this coming from the start
nice guys finish last

[verse 3: drapht]
you see
there were seven billion people on the planet
and you managed to make others matter as much as a mannequin
it’s more than magic, more than just a magician
fishin’ another f-cking rabbit out of his hat again
and you were angelic as marilyn
and you [?] searchin’ for jimmy dean
and i wasn’t even rappin’ then
[?] i was barely even a man, a little like billy madison
nah—nah, f-ck it, i ain’t havin’ it
haha, f-ck up, who you lying to?
[?] riding you be like a spider biting you
dude you been droppin’ everythin’ but evidently
in the friendzone [?] box
and play nintendo than ever have you entering the bedroom
on death row, headed home alone
while the cabbie stopped for petrol i was hangin’ off my phone
on some bullsh-t

[outro: joyride]
now you’re sitting in the back of your car (your car)
thinking that you gone too far (too far)
chasing popped collars at the bar
the type who be paying on card
you ain’t gotta look so hard
but you’ll never know
no, you’ll never know
nice guys finish last

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