Not Up To You - Stereophonics

Salt grips the road awaits his lift again

Street orange glow shades the odds against

One more sip

A shoe, A miss

A shaving nick

One extra kiss

Whose to know whatever!

Not up to me, Not up to you

Not up to me, Not up to you

The swings don’t swing the parks been dead for years

How do you know the last swing weren’t your last for good

Hard book on freaks

Fresh summer peach

Creased magazine

Sugar chocolate treat

Whose to know whatever!

Not up to me, not up to you

Not up to me, Not up to you

The street’s so long where she lost her pocket purse

Kept the last picture of the man she committed first

Cracked windscreen rain

French murder play

Junk take away

Tired street parades

Who’s to know whatever!

Whatever!

Not up to me, Not up to you

Not up to me, Not up to you

Ha, Whatever

Not up to me, Not up to you, Not up to anything we do

Not up to me, Not up to you

Oh Yeah!

Oh Yeah!

Oh Yeah!

It’s not up to me

It’s not up to you

It’s not up to you

It’s not up to you

It’s not up to you