The Rest Of The World Has Gone Home - The Courteeners

Mark was there, he was chasing tail, the urban genie

On the door got offered the manners test and failed

That girl who said she was your friend but you really hated

Her was there in her element as two chunky thick set

Skinheads gyrated her

I was sulking by the cigarette machine by the back bar

This time you’ve gone too far

I’ll be minding your drink as you go to the RBS

Cash machine, don’t sniff keep it clean

What should I do now I am all alone?

The rest of the world has gone home

I tried to paint you my feelings through this verse

Just like Neil Young did in the back of his hearse

But you won’t hear much of that though in here though

It’s full of cheerful chaps who whistle and leer and live on their own

I’ll be sulking by the cigarette machine by the back bar

This time you’ve gone too far

I’ll be minding your drink as you go to the RBS

Cash machine, don’t sniff keep it clean

What should I do now I am all alone?

The rest of the world has gone home

The Deansgate fireflies they blink and wink at me

I haven’t felt this alone since my art GCSE

And don’t bother with the tears tomorrow

You’re always doing it, you’re always doing it

You’re always bloody doing it

I’ll be sulking by the cigarette machine by the back bar

This time you’ve gone too far

I’ll be minding your drink as you go to the RBS

Cash machine, don’t sniff keep it clean

What should I do now I am all alone?

The rest of the world has gone home