My eyes see attractive candy
I smell the most alluring cloud
The bank says it'll come in handy
I feel as if I'm missing out
The images are all around me
A victim of the British Pound
I hate it when the audio drowns me
I love when it don't make a sound

They planted this billboard, it's a money tree
Stick up to define what they kill for
Know, they wanted me
I said ""boy, this is high grade""
I said ""I know you want this type of shade""
I said ""Ah, come on down, have yourself a dip.""
I know the lights will keep you in the trip

Get dancing now
Why you asking ""why?""
It's just one straight route
It's not left or right. It's not ""Y""
You ain't got it but you need it
Fall behind, risk being deleted
Let me be the first thing that gets greeted
Let me be the last thing before you see bed

Ooo, don't you wanna try something new?
Ooo, don't you wanna try something new?
Ooo, don't you wanna try something new?
And if I'm too nice, then they won't realise

My eyes see attractive candy
I smell the most alluring cloud
The bank says it'll come in handy
I feel as if I'm missing out
The images are all around me
A victim of the British Pound
I hate it when the audio drowns me
I love when it don't make a sound

King Charles in pill form, yes it makes the world revolve
All your friends are in the club, what you here for?
Don't you wanna get involved?
Occado Van, did a drive by
Waiting for the 58 and it's LV
Life insurance, what's the plan? You should try buy
Get a little thrifty mate, maybe rent these

You're laughing now
You'll be basking right
Are you dumb or foul?
Make a dent in life. It's my pride
You ain't got it but you need it
Fall behind, risk being deleted
Let me be the first thing that gets greeted
Let me be the last thing before you see bed

Ooo, don't you wanna try something new?
Ooo, don't you wanna try something new?
Ooo, don't you wanna try something new?
And if I'm too nice, then they won't realise
Hey

Streets are paved with neon lies,
Choices fade, no room to rise.
Every path is a planned design,
Freedom lost in a corporate line.
Streets are paved with neon lies,
Choices fade, no room to rise.
Every path is a planned design,
Freedom lost in a corporate line.
Streets are paved with neon lies,
Choices fade, no room to rise.
Every path is a planned design,
Freedom lost in a corporate line.
Streets are paved with neon lies,
Choices fade, no room to rise.
Every path is a planned design,
Freedom lost in a corporate line.

I see
I see that freedom is a distant sound piece
It was decided when I came about
They just want me just try and buy things
I see that nature is a product now
The images are all around me
The nightmare of the British pound, hey
I hate it when the audio drowns me
Oh, please will stop making stop making sound"