Grans For Tea - The View

There’s a mile long queue at the chippy

I wish I was at my Gran’s for tea

These people call me their friend, but they don’t think the same as me Are you fed up chasing your tail round this housing scheme

Drinkin’your drink now

And staying up too early in the morning

I wander through the streets of Dundee

Mum said you shouldn’t walk them alone

A fight’s a fight, 'n'that's quite alright

But please leave the tools at home

You lower standards and expectations of love

You never aim for people that you think are levels above

You’re always chasing the same skirts round

Round the local pub

Where were you when I needed you?

Up the posh end of town

You’re supposed to protect and serve

You’re out for a perve just driving around