Prangin\' Out
[Mike Skinner]
Get back from touring
Suddenly it doesn't seem like much fun to be off my face
At a quarter to eleven am
You're prangin' out
I see through you
I feel awful
This voice's talkin' to me
This ain't funny
Irons been on in my house for four fucking weeks
I see through you
I'm about to do something stupid
I dare say why my manager got lary and smacked me
These headaches are gettin' unbearably nasty
Staring at the crackwork, lookin' scary with me brandy
The rock ' roll cliche walked in and then smacked me
Carelessly rackin' out prangs just to handle the fear
I do a line but then panic and feel a bit prang'd
So I glug marlon from the bottle to ease of the panic
Then when it starts wearing off, I just feel a bit sad
Snort more tour support, and then have a drink
The bruise on the side of my head is madly banging
The only reason I started this was the deal me a laughin'
The only reason I started this was the deal me a laughin'
You're prangin' out
I see through you
These voices talkin' to me
This aint funny
I see through you
I'm about to do something stupid
[Pete Doherty]
It stings when I ding, It stings like fuck,
And it's not just to rock and knock out the clock,
My days are spent swerving prangs,
Like old bill in a Jag,
But reality keeps on like a nag,
Stop it, stop it, before you cop it,
Off the rails, on style impaled,
Blind justice jailed,
Do a tabloid crossword- nailed,
Junkie rocker hailed,
And I appear in the morning too minging to sing,
And there's not much worse than that,
Except perhaps death
Prang's a night that gets darker and darker
That light that gets starker and starker
Prang's the bends with a capital B
Life's all mixed up of late
I can't see through you, seeing through me
You're prangin' out
I see through you
These voices talkin' to me
(Trying to walk tall and look hard)
This aint funny
I see through you
I'm about to do something stupid
(Prang when you're on remand and can't face the cheers and jeers of the yard)
You're prangin' out
I see through you
These voices talkin' to me
This aint funny
I see through you
I'm about to do something stupid
The girl in my bed is kinda distant right now,
I know she's thinkin' she's a bit frightened somehow,
I don't think she relised what I'd invited her back to my house
I don't want anyone to see me like this right now
I sorts thoughts rollin' back in my eyes
I've been a poor sports thoughts dance in my mind
A banging headache dancin prang'd by their side
Dancin' with the pictures from the past of my life
I don't remember any of what I just thought at all
The conclusion prior to when I forgot it all
Panicing a bit, gettin' frightened ' fuck all
So nursing my bruise I drink right from the bottle
I don't want anyone I know to see my like this
My fibs and single became lies and lists
She's gonna sell-tell no doubt fuck it
I'm not going to start drinkin', no, I can't for now
You're prangin' out
I see through you
These voices talkin' to me
This aint funny
I see through you
I'm about to do something stupid
Right now logic states I need to be not contemplating suicide
With rational thought it would seem that I need not to be doing stuff
That makes death seem like an easier option
I need a totally trojan plan right now
I see through you