Top Songs By Lower Than Atlantis
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lower Than Atlantis
Performer
Mike Duce
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eddy Thrower
Songwriter
Mike Duce
Songwriter
Ben Sansom
Songwriter
Lower Than Atlantis
Arranger
Lyrics
Street lights shine bright,
Illuminating Watford High Street on a Monday night.
Fat slags are 'dressed to kill'
With their short skirts barely covering arse cheeks making me ill.
It's student night, I can get in wearing trainers and it's a pound a pint.
I drank a hella lotta Stella
When I left my mates and now I'm ready for a fuck or a fight.
We started off in Baraka to get into Area free,
There's a queue at the bar so come and dance with me.
Darling, can you handle it? We'll build a bridge and dismantle it.
We wont stop dancing because our feet are sore,
We wont stop tonight until there's shit on the dance floor.
Fight!
Monday, Watford.
Tuesday, in bed.
You're barred, what for?
Let's hope next week's like the week before.
Manic Mondays, I'm taking a piss down an alley way,
As for the gear that you just bought, I hope to God we don't get caught.
Caught!
I'll see you in court.
Writer(s): Michael Duce, Benjamin Sansom, Declan Hart, Edward Thrower
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