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ouccc - noah hurton (fluorescent adolescent) lyrics

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[verse 1]
he used to be worse than his sister
realised ‘boy this is a disaster’
discarded all the naughty nights for mileage
even through a dissertation crisis
everything’s in order for the blues team
ready to look good on the live stream
dark blue running through our bloodstream
of gold bucs medals we dream

[chorus 1]
oh, the boy’s in shape, the best he’s ever had
the best he’s ever had is just a product of those miles
but as daft as they seemed, but as daft as them seemed
they worked, cos now he’s fly-ing round

[verse 2]
fl!cking through a little book of goats tips
nowhere did it say give up fish ‘n’ chips
protein, where are you gonna get it?
those dreams at bucs, just forget it
giving up meat now is mental
your bones are going to get very gentle
aidan’s a veggie & his are fragmental
i don’t think the two are coincidental

[chorus 2]
oh, the boy’s a slag, the best you ever had
the best you ever had is just a memory and those dreams
weren’t daft as they seem, not as daft as they seem
my love, when you dream them up
oh, flo, where did you go?
where did you go? where did you go?

oh, the boy’s in shape, the best he’s ever had
the best he’s ever had is just a product of those miles
but as daft as they seemed, but as daft as them seemed
they worked, cos now he’s fly-ing round
oh, noah, how did it go?
how did it go? how did it go? oh-oh

[bridge]
just running about
he jumped aboard the mileage train
just jogging it out
you will not be a chopper again
just running about
he jumped aboard the mileage train
you’ve just, got to jog it out
you will not be a chopper again

[outro]
he used to be worse than his sister
(running about)
realised ‘boy this is a disaster’
discarded all the naughty nights for mileage
(he jumped aboard the mileage train)
even through a dissertation crisis
everything’s in order for the blues team
ready to look good on the live stream
(we were just jogging it out)
(you will not be a chopper again)
dark blue running through our bloodstream
of gold bucs medals we dream
(oh…)



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