River Drive - Story Of A Weekend (Being In The Band) Lyrics

Sixth of October yeah I'm feeling alive
Got a show in the Travellers on a Friday night
We've got a few covers up our sleeve, to appease the crowd around us
We've got one lad travelled from Coventry
Us other three, came from Lincoln you see
N' us four lads, we played our beating hearts out
But we never took a break to stretch the time
So we finished about, half past nine
Playing fifteen songs to a little dive
Fifty quid short n' an hour drive
Let's have it out, let's have a rook
You made a deal to pay you slimy crook
People like you rinsing bands like us
Looks like we're the rude ones
Story of a weekend, of being in the band
Story of a weekend, of being in the band
Eighth of October, oh I'm hanging out my arse
Day drinking on seventh in Sheffield bars
We've got a rehearsal tonight at Swanyard Music
Go to let ourself's into the building
The band before us mad we blocked them in
Do tell me please who rattled your cages?
Cause there was no need to be so impolite
When we were only tryna be nice
Death stares off the big timers
D'ya really think we give a shit
Let's have it out, let's have a rook
What's the big deal you nasty f*cks
People like you hating bands like us
Looks like we're the rude ones
Story of a weekend, of being in the band
Story of a weekend, of being in the band
So it's Sunday night, ears are ringing
Work tomorrow, n' it's 2am
Sleep deprived but I can't pretend
Next weekend do it all again
Let's have it out, let's have a word
Your silly band is so absurd
Pack it in n' get a real job
Looks we're like the stupid ones
Guess that's the weekend, of being in the band
Guess that's the weekend, of being in the band
Story of the weekend, of being in the band
Story of the weekend, of being in the band
Story of the weekend, of being in the band
Story of the weekend, of being in the band