Thanks for Coming

Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming to the rock show
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming to the rock show
And I’ve got nothing left to hide
I’m a waster in disguise
I’m sorry mum «I love you»
But this dream will never die
So I wrote a softer song
Just in case it all goes wrong
And I end up stacking shelves
Until I’m sixty-one
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming to the rock show
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming to the rock show
Not a persona or an act
This is just real-talk from Jack
Your millennial mate who’s got
Caught up, let down and held back
I call it Modern Bollotics
Sit back read Facebook politics
And watch everyone lose their shit
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming to the rock show
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming
Cheers mate! Thanks, thanks for coming to the rock show
And no one comes to these no more
All I see is empty floors
It’s just me and my boys
And if I had a million pounds
I would buy you diamond rings
Just for persevering with my awful singing